This is a song about "Fucking my hoe"

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Flo flo flow bad dad catch a cab hoe in my habitat

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

Your hoe i'd hit it, my mind stay conceited

Women at my pole

●i dont fucking sell my soul

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

Fucking nonexistent as my fucking competition

We ain't looking for loving here, only cus it's summer here

You waking the dead, don't test me hoe my weapons is real

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

Am i sick ?cause i'm addicted to get spliftedwatch tha stupid ass tricks get lifted

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

You fucking hoe, wanna get left in hallways?