This is a song about "Gangsters and whores"

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Innocent girls manipulated that i turned into whores,

Discerning gangsters see, burning bangers to sling, all of these mics happily,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Gangsters robbin', shooting back, mama's sobbing pedals,

She likes the way it hits her lips

Whores, cocaine laws and sirens

Im in the hunt for whores

Shots, they back and forth

When i'm fucking with these whores

I put these poems all in these songs

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

And smash whores, bangin' in the car like shaky bass

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

There was rappers rapping about gangsters and their pasts