This is a song about "Being a hotbo"

Half your body laying on my chest

A childhood being suppressed,

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Or was i just a desolate being

A criminal grind mean hustle

Being a white knight ain't acceptable

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Like a shit motor, being a dumb fuck

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Visualizing being a college graduate,

Too afraid of being a loser

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Like that bron-bron? i had that long time ago

The other was you being a stocky hoe,