This is a song about "Hoes and shovels"

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

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Fuck them hoes and the cops

And mine somewhere bout mars

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

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

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

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

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

We love for a while then a light goes

I bestow blows that freeze foes and sweep hoes.