This is a song about "Wes s bitches"

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

Baby you're the one

And that´s how it has begun

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Stay bitches, yeah low in your caves bitches

The emergency room, gettin stitches