This is a song about "Boat hoe"

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

And when it come to the cash

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

Thats right mothafucka, another dead white hoe

I just know i'm that dope

After i load the boat,

Abrakadabra a hoe or two

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Down just so we can grow

So you can thank your hoe…

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

Shouldnt have called our girl a hoe.

Which itty bitty whiny hoe

My ambition to blow