This is a song about "Blowing hoes"

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Blowing up all statistics

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Back to the flashbacks blowing stacks

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

You feel it from your head to your toes

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

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

Big shit popping, i'm the man

I'm blowing up like the big bang

My nigga i'm blowing o's, she blowing coke, candy for the nose

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

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

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