This is a song about "U what some"

What i got which u lack is im ruthless

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Vijay singh and all of them

Well i guess i need to teach u some

U look pathetic and smell like some dog shit

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

My minds eyes interlaced with, some shit u aint never tasted

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

"ay yo what the fuck's wrong wit u bitch?