This is a song about "You love the bitches"

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

That's fake, how you rag on the "haters", fags, and bitches,

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

Cuz the bitches like us, but they love our home.

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

And you love being kobe when you make the lay up

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

What's the appeal? to you hurting people i care and love?/

Niggas talk with limited service

Scream at the heavens you reject his love,

Are the only thing i be dishing out to you bitches

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

Talking about i'm the best rapper fuckers, you bitches take

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate