This is a song about "Bad hoes"

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

Took me a while just to write those

Damn right madame, again i fucked those hoes

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

So i can nut on these hoes

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Keep it trill for the hoes

X's and o's, you must be the rose

You niggas aint got no hoes

Ain't no women at the shows

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Guess i’m different than most

We love for a while then a light goes

I said i love these hoes i love these hoes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

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