This is a song about "You could have my old bitch cause i don t fuck the same bitch"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Fuck you, bitch, imagine me bitch, i had feed myself with tree mosses

Everyone in the rap games your bitch cause you aint no phony

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

So sit the fuck down before i blow you our of existence bitch.

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

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

The opposite of sympathy fuck you and all your problems bitch

I stayed for this? to take the same bait just to be made a bitch?

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

You downs-syndrome syphilitic bitch- you should have feared my viciousness

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

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