This is a song about "Ho bags"

Bitches check on my stats, women get too attached

Got a scholarship, my bags were packed

The bags have been packed and zipped

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

They all need attention, they call me a g though

Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

Admit the shit spewing toe to head on level, ho

Ain't no gimmick with the flow

Don't beef over no ho

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Leave you in body bags before ems arrive,

Never mind that's just twitch stealing lines line charlie sheen ho

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow