This is a song about "Flow hoe"

Hoe i'm mad ,let them boo,

That means two, between me and you

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

You spit flames but i got that lava flow, i got props from randy, hoe

Or should i say snow... cause i exploded ya'know, eroded this hoe,

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

That's my cash flow; the mass of the ass attached to my last hoe

Now get the fuck back hoe

Double m g forever though

Thats right mothafucka, another dead white hoe

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

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

Sick flow kick a hoe stick a toothpick through a throat im dope get smoked

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold