This is a song about "Carl cizzle hard hoe fight"

Now get the fuck back hoe

Your last man was semi pro

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Now i fight so hard , seen some shit that left my brain scared , i dont trust easily

I not chasing no hoe

I hit the studio

Shades: lv was a little dough

Knocking success in my chest hoe

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

Or should i say snow... cause i exploded ya'know, eroded this hoe,

Thats right mothafucka, another dead white hoe

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Now this is to the hoe…

Just let it chill joe