This is a song about "What are those"

Barbed wire got a barricade on your destiny

Those bitches are on standby gasping fucking breathlessly,

This instrumental hits me man, those memories are long gone

Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn

Those fucks didn't learn, so you see, you get what you earn.

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Expose/ those who lack rhymes that are automatic

Those bitches are on standby gasping fucking breathlessly,

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Expose/ those who lack rhymes that are automatic

Are your hands still shaking? are those aids?

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates