This is a song about "Thots in da dtreet"

Little women be mommas, little niggas ain’t fathers

But in reality you in da crazy house actin worse

Wake da fuck up,solder!tonight we'll have dinner in hell!

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

I diss guys to da skies for being fags in disguise

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

So you know i be fly, am in da league of kings.

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

Party all the time listen i'm da baddest in school the

Walk into the bathroom stall and i'd rather see em take a bullet in da

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Chillin in da park wit bad bitches in my sight

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light