This is a song about "Girl being thots"

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

Fuck being counterfeit

That real life shit

World full of hoes and thots i can't take

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

And he, what's his name, earl

You don’t even know your own damn girl,

I believed in a higher being.

Tell them niggas they sleeping