This is a song about "Fuckin ya hoe"

Ya boy, i never quit, this is just the fuckin beginnin of my apocalypse of lyrics

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Then delete, i repeat, delete your raps and beats ya fuckin clown,

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

Same bitches used to play me though

Shouldnt have called our girl a hoe.

The other was you being a stocky hoe,

Ironically it subs like a hero

Know you haters is pissed hold your bladder though

When i'm knocking, you better run hoe!

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

Lights will flash, cars will crash

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

Your like a fuckin buffoon, see ya in hell