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

You ain't gotta worry no more

You don;t thin anymore

Well i dont give a fuck which bitch you flick bics with

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

Shut the fuck up bitch! you just got served!

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

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

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

Dont force out the fuck yous little bitch

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

Cause you the type of bitch that will trip over a stump,