This is a song about "They bitches"

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

They say you're all obedient and you're all just bitches,

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

Cuz they made the game about bitches n gold chains

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Find some new bitches, they understood

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Now bitches hug me tight like seat belts when they fastened

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Im twisting bitches up like they handlebars

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

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