This is a song about "Bitches hoes weaves leatherjacket weed dope cocaine gats"

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

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

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Got one good tip: bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

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

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

No, no, we are not those

Bought the dope and have hoes