This is a song about "Swag and bitches"

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

Out in la im fakin' hitting switches

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Can barely walk the city streets

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

And these bitches will never ever stop it

They talk about the clubs and the benz and ratchet bitches,

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

I'm love stoned and i could swear

All these bitches stop and stare