This is a song about "Hoe and trash"

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Jack sparrow those who feed off from the trash and soot like maggots

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

You and your wanna be white trash passion

Hustle from regis and kelly into the late show

Is that there wasn't a father for this pimp and this hoe

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

That white trash traffic and gridlock, shit happened like a six blocks

And you don't qualify because you are a hoe.

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

Tryna break my shit? then you fuck around and get billed hoe

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

And everyone knows u cant turn a hoe into a housewife

I'm longer than em: i ain't talking no rockin republic

And that trash was crazy cause we were all lazy as fuck