This is a song about "Getting hoes"

You can't throw a punch like ratchet hoes

Everything i wanted never seem so close

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

With the hoes getting sloppy oddly cocky

I think that she knows

We out here chasin hoes

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Guess i’m different than most

Keep it trill for the hoes

This life i chose

I show up with four hoes