This is a song about "Bitches and hoes and weed"

Everything i wanted never seem so close

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

You gotta help me out

Thirsty hoes, and its a drought

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

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

Started out with just alc and weed

African queen got what you need

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

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

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches