This is a song about "Boat hoe"

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

You're bad, but hoe i'm worse

Down just so we can grow

Knocking success in my chest hoe

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Ever since then i had no job

After i load the boat,

And i ain't talking rap, man, i'm coming up this road

This is the horror#skope, see i live on a #boat

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Abrakadabra a hoe or two

Shouldnt have called our girl a hoe.

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Which itty bitty whiny hoe

Heard that you alright though