This is a song about "Fucking hoe"

When i'm knocking, you better run hoe!

Lost my nigga over nothing though

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

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

That kevin love flow

If they be man or hoe.

Thats right mothafucka, another dead white hoe

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

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

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

And its real thick you will be sick. upset? noo u fucking hoe although i did

But what if they spent a day without fucking a hoe or weed

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

You're bad, but hoe i'm worse

Half my peers, they're stretched for years