This is a song about "Two faced bitches"

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Reliant, stone faced, defiant, colossus to a giant, dictator to a tyrant,

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

You already have two strikes, i'm your third one, your out bitches

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

The enemies they faced, restlessly, and they couldn't show no empathy/

Puttin two and two together

Baby, you know who you are

I got ten bad bitches in two bunk beds,

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

But it's time you faced reality, it's time you snap out of that daze.

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Pale faced monster, punchlines of a boxer

Turns out she was two faced was treating me like used waste with a bruised base

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face