This is a song about "Fuck your hoes"

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Success doesn't mean nothing if you with your hoes now.

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

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

Your raps have a limp like the 50 cent hoes

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

She prances while other niggaz be, makin, advances, get your own hoes fuck

I'm fuckin witchu but i love them bitches you know i'm gettin more cut than nip tuck

Why i always fuck the good girls and keep wifin these hoes

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes