This is a song about "Hoes and loyalt"

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

Took me a while just to write those

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

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

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

And watch these style niggas try their best at pulling hoes,

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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