This is a song about "Tristain is a bitch"

You're not usin' your brain

Bitch this is not a game

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i think your sick

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

Think you're hittin harder but your shit is just a bitch slap

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot

Death is a bitch i know

Shades: lv was a little dough

Life is a bitch, but when i write shit, life is my bitch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Of a beautiful, heaven sent, and because it is relevant, bitch.

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image