This is a song about "These matha fuking thots"

These years these fucking living nightmares

See my jordans spark, you ain't got no airs

Ima let her be by herself in peace

Striking with interest in these

And i’m still trying to defy these guys, all these politicians,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

Looking at me now dam i just look like my fuking dad