This is a song about "Funny drugs whores"

Cause some of you bitches funny

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

You know it's really quite funny

We're living in a fantasy

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

Go , leave her , cuz solo deals with such whores

Never meant to curse whores, with fierce verses

Niggas talk with limited service

Metronome, chilling with better whores

And of course, my car's off course

Moving houses for supposed whores

Huh, a metaphor of course

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

Innocent girls manipulated that i turned into whores,

I was playing with guns

Whores, cocaine laws and sirens