This is a song about "Hoes and bitches"

When slick rick was spittin la-di-da-digaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, i remember

They are inspirational and i wish i could get into music/ most bitches and hoes that enter/

We love for a while then a light goes

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Bought the dope and have hoes

Got shows on top of shows

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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

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

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Sb nike's, with the grey box

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

Everything i wanted never seem so close