This is a song about "A stalker hoe named ashaley"

She's just a hoe with tricks.

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

The other was you being a stocky hoe,

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

Learned to hustle from a guy named mel

It's that crack, give you something to sell

And her smile lit up the room

By a crackhead named june

Dear reader, hiphopwizard secretly fucks a transvestite named peter

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

So listeners give up your ears, it's your hero

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

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

Then take it down slow