This is a song about "Getting nasty with hoes"

Getting in touch with my mental.

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

Like a line full of hoes

Getting hit with 1000 bolts

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Water-less, they sprinkles us with the bullshit that they there through drugs and hoes,

Looking for sum hoes with no clothes

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

Success doesn't mean nothing if you with your hoes now.

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow