This is a song about "Confused hooker"

Rookie you couldn't even call my sister a hooker

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

As he grew up he got more confused

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Me a hooker? you must be crying cause you're dying. getting all slutty?

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

You think i'm so scared of a little hooker? hah, i should say a little stalker. you

The youngest of my mother kids

Confused by all these grids.

Then you're fucking confused,

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I get confused when i'm not rich

- you gon' fuckin' love me bitch

I like to see where she been and i’ll be deep in her mind

Confused state of mind, my existence, undefined