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

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

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

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

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

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch

I been in the zone like my whole life my new bitch your old wife

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life

So fuck ya, fuck my dick, you can fuckin ride fuckin me in this mathematical bitch!

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

How the fuck can you call this bitch a bloke

Impeccable give it my note

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

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

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

Of respect you have for me to be the side bitch