This is a song about "Fuckin hoe"

Like curses on the radio

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though

The other was you being a stocky hoe,

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

Im a boss bitch ,but im not a hoe

And we type of niggas that'll smash and pass a hoe

Never pledge allegiance, god given flow

The world looking out, they on the front row

You fuck around and get killed hoe

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe

Shouldnt have called our girl a hoe.

Im braver,no hoe saver,

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

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