This is a song about "Dickheads pars pusy hoes niger money you mom"

You chase hoes, i chase dollars

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

You actin' like i'm out here rapin' hoes

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

It was just the four of us uptown corners

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

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

In front of our building, they was my heroes

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

You can't throw a punch like ratchet hoes

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

How beautiful are thou, africa

How you gonna breast feed me mom? (wah!)

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom