This is a song about "Hoe boys are annoing"

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Shouldnt have called our girl a hoe.

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

What's the deal with the nets though

I not chasing no hoe

Simply out of this world by choice

You can't forget run d.m.c., the beastie boys,

Now get the fuck back hoe

Call me whatever joe

Can't fuck with a real hoe/ these roupies are all scandalous

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

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

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool