This is a song about "Ho bags"

I'm talkin' like your mom's pimp do, say man, "hey ho",

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Bitch you're nothing but a ho ho ho

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Ho ho ho. it's santa claus. at a brothel with a blonde bitch between his paws.

Maybe i can teach these lazy babies to stop making their zany raps

One, two, three little fags, they fuck with my homies so i grab out the body bags,

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low

Maybe i should pack my bags and go

Call the network dipset family ties

The mirror, bags under my eyes,

The ape is a beast, tranquilize that bitch

My white ho gonna to college,