This is a song about "Dick hungry hoes"

Full of myself, but still hungry

Almost lost my life to the industry

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

Cause the economies hungry for cash

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Them hoes be smelling that dick from so far away, they be running

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

I flow sweet like honey in your tummy im funny and hungry

A happy home, that's my fantasy

Full of myself, but still hungry

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Vision, im so sick, got you hoes on my dick, if this weren't a battle i'd beat you

Check me out ain't no time pout, my rhymes are sick these hoes be on my dick

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick