This is a song about "Funny drugs whores"

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Whores, cocaine laws and sirens

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Before anything though, they're called bitches, punks and whores/

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Cause some of you bitches funny

And now that i’m getting money

I'm not all that funny,

Innocent girls manipulated that i turned into whores,

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Go , leave her , cuz solo deals with such whores

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

Expect change when whores sniff caine in dorms

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns