This is a song about "Hoe strippers"

I'm never faded though

Now get the fuck back hoe

The sun gives light cause it is the window

When i'm knocking, you better run hoe!

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

My lounge is immense and my strippers independent

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

Im a boss bitch ,but im not a hoe

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

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

The other was you being a stocky hoe,

So listeners give up your ears, it's your hero

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

Thats right mothafucka, another dead white hoe

Knocking success in my chest hoe

That's why they can't mess up my flow