This is a song about "Hoes and drugs"

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

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Thugs in their clothes, hustling with drugs to get love from the hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Thirsty hoes, and its a drought

This is fine dine take out

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,

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

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

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

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

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Bought the dope and have hoes

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks