This is a song about "Y u bitch"

"ay yo what the fuck's wrong wit u bitch?

Trip, and then you never snitch

Bitch cuz amma fuck u tight

Don't worry just done get inside

I love you only aid for you y

When i'm low, she take me high

Ur jaw drops when u get hit with a sawn off on the streets and mangled bitch

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

U a bad bitch ,girl don't get confused

Are u a bitch or a ruler,

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

But y can't you fucking see

Third ward general, young cash money

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

So ima lose bitch? my punchlines will beat u till ur black n bruised