This is a song about "Esperanza you a hoe"

In her defense she a part of the crowd

She ain't no hoe, what you talkin' bout

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

You could not afford a hoe mate, how would you support a soul mate

She's just a hoe with tricks.

She likes the way it hits her lips

I quit the shit, i might get high with you

Abrakadabra a hoe or two

When i'm knocking, you better run hoe!

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

You fool deserve a bravo followed by stamp hoe on your forehead

Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Try to show instead of tell it's elementary you hoe.

You fucking hoe, wanna get left in hallways?

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave