This is a song about "Banging hoes"

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Bought the dope and have hoes

And i still banging in that ghetto zone

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Cuz nowadays i'm banging girl named amy

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

Banging bitches on my walls

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Stand for something or die in the morning

Boring, trying to write, banging my head, snoring

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

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

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

I got that that banging heat headband