This is a song about "Alcohol and hoes"

And imma make these hoes bleed

I said i got my ass beat

And to stop at that point, you gotta be on alcohol

Mobb deep shook it but prodigy took it a lil' too far

We going weed, women and some alcohol

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

Fuckin' up my gold pots

Fuck them hoes and the cops

I don't lean to alcohol yeah my life was bad and all.

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

Thirsty hoes, and its a drought

I don't know what you heard about

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes