This is a song about "You a bicth"

You saw a woman in a jacket, you had a smile in, your face as you slowly

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Beautiful are thou, africa

You say you got a nigga

And word i blew off herb i grew

Rappad isn't a place for you,

Here i go again, falling in love

You off, you treat rap like a business

You said that you got a+ bars

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

You a pussy boy, you and your team

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

I decline for the moment he unfollows on twitter