This is a song about "Thugged out bitches"

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Wippin out rhymes so sexual bitches yell shit ive been flashed,

Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast

M rhymes out here and ill leave these wack bitches burnt like toast

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris

Stay bitches, yeah low in your caves bitches

I can always depend on my mama

So watch out for the stoned bitches armada.

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

When you pull that thang out bitches get stuck like darts

Are the only thing i be dishing out to you bitches

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

Remember those days when i use to pass out, hand out to bad bitches

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

You bitches wanna start shit? i'm out this world like clone wars,