This is a song about "Bunch of hoes"

Like a line full of hoes

Tryna stay clear of my foes

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

A bunch of senseless bullshit, we don't get days on the beach,

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

And bunch of other felonies from a to z like spelling bees

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

A bunch of fries coming fresh off the luncheon dines

Unlike most of mine they a bunch a jews

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

Rags to the wrist glitter, car 6, rooms

Im good your a bunch of baboons.

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

You'd predict we're a bunch of miracles.

Like a line full of hoes

Live from the lamont's rose