This is a song about "Alone with hoes"

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

That's real shit real nigga life

Stuck at home alone with no wife

And i found my sweet escape when i was alone with you

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Mami told me son, hold your own

I'm with u you've been alone

I do it better with not 3, not 2, but all alone

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

Making hoes drop to their knees pleading with free blows

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Big homie hov said i am close