This is a song about "Crack whores"

Go , leave her , cuz solo deals with such whores

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

And smash whores, bangin' in the car like shaky bass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Before anything though, they're called bitches, punks and whores/

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

Flub it when whores wound down

I drive that all around

Go , leave her , cuz solo deals with such whores

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Fast and furious sucked, just like these whores heads

Your whores tempted to ask for more

That's why you'll find her on the floor