This is a song about "Tired of snitches"

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

'cuz i'm tired of your shit and the mental abuse,

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

Light skinned women, all sex everything

Tired of the same old vision, unmotivated decisions,

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Im tired of being slepted on

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

I'm tired of them talking smack on my track.

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

I'm tired of life i'm autta it's door