This is a song about "Crack whores"

Im in the hunt for whores

Huh, a metaphor of course

I'm from salisbury, where the junkies and whores be

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

All of us will eventually crack.

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

Wonder if they take it all back

So tell me what they crack

That moschino shit is so back

If it still has a crack

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

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Expect change when whores sniff caine in dorms

We come through throbbing like thunder storms