This is a song about "Drugs whores dogs"

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Do ya hear me? i got ravenous rabid guard dogs

Before anything though, they're called bitches, punks and whores/

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

I don't think it's right when the dogs come to pee

Metronome, chilling with better whores

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

Im in the hunt for whores

I put these poems all in these songs

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

Because i see right through your disguise

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,