This is a song about "Women clyde"

I pop one, you pop one

I don't need fallen women

Me and rap go hand in hand like bonnie and clyde,

She brought you in this world so i'mma sex her right

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Ross and folarin, couple women

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Hey clyde to make your house come here now because

Looking at these women

Because he made his decision

But if i can't batter the women

Can’t you see just how long my run

They say that karats help your vision

To race or religion not even women