This is a song about "Wit cha"

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Nizer than the fagots that cha ever had

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

Vaccines can't protect cha from the rap dean's infectious tech burst

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

My squad is who i get it wit

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

Same bitch you fuckin wit , yo nigga had a kid wit

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Except wit no title

Well wishes to my opposition

Been hit wit suspicion

You won't even know what hit cha

Beautiful are thou, africa