This is a song about "Dez hoes aint right"

You aint got time for no hoes, i aint even got time for time off

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart, oh i was so mad

Fuck life, theres a million like you it aint right

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

Bitches aint ya squad they point a gun right back at you

So many bullets in one nigga that aint right

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

Swear to god that ill stay here/ cause these other hoes just aint real

My reflection contagious, i’m the messenger here

Always doin something wrong i aint livin right

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

But every time we book, we stay in our green room

Doing all these hoes right there in the backroom