This is a song about "Hoes and money"

Bought the dope and have hoes

Jay rock got flows

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

Everything i wanted never seem so close

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

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

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

Money's on my mind, break the bank, now the clothes and hoes,

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

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

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

And keep out of the way of the hoes.

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

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

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