This is a song about "Drugs bitches and hoes"

They are inspirational and i wish i could get into music/ most bitches and hoes that enter/

When slick rick was spittin la-di-da-digaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, i remember

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Water-less, they sprinkles us with the bullshit that they there through drugs and hoes,

Every single one of these bitches are standard hoes,

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

Thick girls, small frame, please watch ya tummy miss

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Got one good tip: bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,