This is a song about "Crack whore"

Where the black girls get their weaves back

So tell me what they crack

But she’s a slut she’s whore

Im seated by the floor

If it still has a crack

Quick flipping up sexy back

I think it excited her

Cant stand your whore daughter

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

All of us will eventually crack.

Once a whore never more,

That's what rains for

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

Hey, why aren't you trying to score with that whore?

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

One year ago you said i was a whore