This is a song about "Crack whore"

I remember one time me and my crew sore this whore

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

Cant stand your whore daughter

Cause i can’t wait much longer

And there's little to be glad for

We all know she’s a closet whore,

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

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

I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

Not relying on the light no more

One year ago you said i was a whore

That's what rains for

But she’s a slut she’s whore