This is a song about "Doe"

Word, absence will make the heart grow

When we break down the doe

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

Say you make "tons" of doe 50 or so hell no

Preaching to the choir though

Got so much fucking doe/

And riches and doe you already know when i walk throught the door,

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit

You could be doe jane or bane, ain't no track disc this train don't fit

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

Cat is doin' what he know just to make doe

Get you high, keep it on the low

Cus now im think about mo doe

(uh, uh) there you go that's john doe

And you cute, shorty; let's get low