This is a song about "Coke hoes and big screen tv"

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

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

My name on the big screen

For thinking you clean

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

So i went down south but i ended up north

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Tell em its diet coke and choke from the next big swig,

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

Just need doritos and a diet coke,

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

See my self on the tv screen/

And everything on tv is just your imagination

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose