This is a song about "You aren t coll"

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Go dissed raise your hands and rise up start screamin t

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Who's on my line

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

You don;t thin anymore

And you ain't gotta go to war

And bitches say bitch like bitch is not offensive

T-raw you don't know who you fucking with?