This is a song about "Bitches and hoes"

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

And imma make these hoes bleed

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Got shows on top of shows

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

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

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

They are inspirational and i wish i could get into music/ most bitches and hoes that enter/

When slick rick was spittin la-di-da-digaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, i remember

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

Every single one of these bitches are standard hoes,

And watch these style niggas try their best at pulling hoes,

Everything i wanted never seem so close

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

I hate bitches snitches stab them with syringes throw em in ditches and holes fuck hoes/