This is a song about "The bitches"

While all the pretty bitches watch and stare

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Miss the risk of fishing digits off a bitches

Wale got skills, man my nigga i’m will smith

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

Aint no fucking way the stop me now bitches,

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

Teach him dt fucks all the bitches

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

That would prove to the youth truth was the best, clueless bitches,

I get all of the bitches all of the bitches he get none

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Later bitches, i'm off to kill the haters,

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth