This is a song about "Boats and hoes"

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

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

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Guess i’m different than most

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Why i always fuck the good girls and keep wifin these hoes

And mine somewhere bout mars

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Cause of death? bars

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes