This is a song about "You a bitches"

Turning you bitches to splatter

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Aight santana man...let's do this

It's easy life,you got so much bitches

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Told you bitches each last week, it's a fact

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

I’m a motherfucking great white shark, swimming in a school of bitches/

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

The bitches on your label just gave you a raw deal

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

Im actively vicious attacking you bitches a vivid image,

Y you bitches think im playing,

That photograph is fading

They are the coaches in this

Who buzz bully you bitches