This is a song about "That head bitch money"

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

If you aint talking money bitch don't step up to my property

Bitch i am in your head.

Woo-hah, got you all in check

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

And im sure, that flew over your head/

Stacks on deck, bitch we stackin money to the ceiling

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Grab the bitch by her hair n twist head like the exorcist

Funny how some money make a bitch switch

Trying to give them light and a message

Intxicated rebellion gonna bust a bottle over your head bitch

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge