This is a song about "Hoe economics"

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

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

Now this is to the hoe…

I hit the studio

My home girl told me i got an issue

Abrakadabra a hoe or two

I make you feel like it is 10 below

You fuck around and get killed hoe

I try to be the guy, you think about

She ain't no hoe, what you talkin' bout

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe

Im a boss bitch ,but im not a hoe

You ain't my bro no more,you are hoe

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto