This is a song about "Cum on hoes love money not sluts"

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

Fuck it man, damn all them hoes love me

You got love for hov? man, you got love for hoes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

We love for a while then a light goes

Haha "fuck ya baby", we don't love them hoes!

You got love for hov? man, you got love for hoes

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows