This is a song about "Hoes and bros"

All these 12 year old bros turning into hoes, its so bad i feel like calling the

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Why i always fuck the good girls and keep wifin these hoes

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

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Here they keep a rachet close

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

I don't know defeat

And imma make these hoes bleed

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

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

I can survive with my bros and some luck...