This is a song about "Folks and hoes"

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Islamics and those few broke folks who spoke ebonics,

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

And don't go around convincing folks your thesis is right

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Big homie hov said i am close

That's why rappers is actors trying to dabble in clothes

'cuz i ain't from the ghetto, didn't grow up there, and that's real folks,

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

And all the folks crushed who wanna be beating the system,

I'm sick and tired of folks tellin' me to open it up,

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut