This is a song about "Anything doe"

People love hodgy i hate you though

(uh, uh) there you go that's john doe

Like curses on the radio

When we break down the doe

You could be doe jane or bane, ain't no track disc this train don't fit

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

Say you make "tons" of doe 50 or so hell no

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

Fuck it, im leaving

But that won't solve anything

Coroners comfort your mama

About anything (etc.)

Ok you think a nigga shallow

Cat is doin' what he know just to make doe

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

Never been scared to talk to about anything