This is a song about "Bitches and hoes are all the same"

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

Nowadays it’s about bitches and hoes and riches and dough,

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

While all the pretty bitches watch and stare

She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care

Took me a while just to write those

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

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,

Mr. absoulute the most incredible at this

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

All that talk about change, and shit still remains the same