This is a song about "Emma is a hoe"

Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

As my record label nitpicks at this

And “smack a hoe”, this is common, oppressive,

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life

And everyone knows u cant turn a hoe into a housewife

Never cuff a bitch or hoe cuz you'll end up by yourself

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Shouldnt have called our girl a hoe.

This where the haters is, this why they hate us here

You waking the dead, don't test me hoe my weapons is real

Flo flo flow bad dad catch a cab hoe in my habitat

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad