This is a song about "A whore"

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

Wish, that he will be bless me with a few more

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

Chevy sitting crooked, teeth on reggie miller

Ironing board, a bench, a wrench an oru winch, and an attention whore

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

Money can change a girl from a poor to a whore

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

Metaphorically a whore i rhetorically score with no assists on

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

You slap me like a bitch and you'll fuck like a #whore

Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more