This is a song about "A musty hoe"

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow

And we type of niggas that'll smash and pass a hoe

Hoe from behind whiles smoking a blunt and a pipe,

I just think we need one night, can't decide if i came right

In response for a hoe i make his life a misery show

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Abrakadabra a hoe or two

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

Is that there wasn't a father for this pimp and this hoe

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

Im a boss bitch ,but im not a hoe

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

She's a dime out a benjamin, what a hoe