This is a song about "Banging hoes"

Boring, trying to write, banging my head, snoring

We gunna take this party on into the morning

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Like a line full of hoes

Cuz nowadays i'm banging girl named amy

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Huh, a metaphor of course

Banging bitches on my walls

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

And run with motherfuckin' crews banging, controllin' blocks,

But gang banging was an absolute calamity

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

See me in the streets, i be banging with my beats