This is a song about "Foes over hoes"

Turn it up in the key hole, grab the mac, defeat foes,

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

There'll be friends and there'll be foes

Every night i stroke hoes

I'd rather do business than pleasure

Sparking my foes bringing heat to november

Foes are rusted no ones trusted

Dark liquor 'til we busted

I know are my foes, yo

Heard that you alright though

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Rocks, they be over-stocked, i'mma let my foes rot,

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Like a line full of hoes

Guess i’m different than most