This is a song about "Guns and hoes"

Thirsty hoes, and its a drought

Or know what its about

So rest your weary heart

Pull out guns and let 'em spark

We got dat guns and flow

Hit the club she drop it low

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Im starting to see guns and knives

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

And imma make these hoes bleed

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Everything i wanted never seem so close

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

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Dead man beside em and he takes his guns and mags