This is a song about "Women independence"

Independence, yeah i achieve that

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

Two reflections into one

With plenty of money and women

I aint afraid to hit women

Shout out chicken getting chicken

I wonder why we take from our women

Im controlling the air, like a gentry decision

I am not the only one

I don't need fallen women

Ain't no women at the shows

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Releasing albums will probably be in the rented but the doesn't stop me from independence

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

They'll have to rename this one

Looking at these women