This is a song about "Fuckin yo ho"

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Righty ho, that's drake's act copied

Then i would spit like yo fuckin dad

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Bitch. you fuckin yo dog in back of your house.

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Yo ready? a fuckin lie to me, murderin ya, burden in ya, that's just my role see

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

So i put my motha-fuckin' boot up yo ass!

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

This ain't yo cup of tea get out my fuckin face

Yo, listen man i ain't no fuckin' poet

Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,