This is a song about "Hoes and bitches and gay people"

Nowadays it’s about bitches and hoes and riches and dough,

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

I was gonna write you a poem today

And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay

Bitches and hoes, yo, get smothered underneath the snow,

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

I'll take control and break the mold, and even though fakest hoes,

I hate bitches snitches stab them with syringes throw em in ditches and holes fuck hoes/

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows