This is a song about "Feminist whores"

So bring all your whores, let me tell them the score

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

So stop braggin about cheap whores, you faker than storage wars

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

I'm from salisbury, where the junkies and whores be

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Your whores tempted to ask for more

Metronome, chilling with better whores

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Fast and furious sucked, just like these whores heads

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

I've gathered every feminist, so queers could hate it,

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit