This is a song about "Ho ho ho gotta go"

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Kid, ho, acid head, cruising on that lsd

Hi ho peeps, i light the lamp like crosby

I just want somebody i can see

You owe the money ho now your getting tamed

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Watch me smack a ho, turn around and catapult off

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

I ain't complaining though, damn i love a lazy ho

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

So ho your ass will get smashed bitch

Trip, and then you never snitch