This is a song about "Fucking hoe s"

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

You're bad, but hoe i'm worse

If you ain't wearing no color, can't nobody say nothing

I know she a hoe but at least im fucking something

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

Cause you're most likely to crash

This one right here for polo

So you can thank your hoe…

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Im happier when high and drunk

We don't believe you, you need more people

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Or should i say snow... cause i exploded ya'know, eroded this hoe,

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

Is a space that now you hold

S queezys very bold