This is a song about "Call the popo hoe"

You know i be teasing, though

Which itty bitty whiny hoe

Call this the money shot

There must be a god

An overdosed fucker and a hoe from the streets

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

They said i'm insane but them popo still give me probation.

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

I know my lyrics suck more cock, then the average hoe on the block,

Yeah, i got philippe chow flow

Now get the fuck back hoe