This is a song about "Hoes and snakes"

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

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

We love for a while then a light goes

Ive killed 218 babies 2180 teens 21800 men and 218000 slutty hoes,

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

The laziest snakes are acting all hazy and fake,

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Bought the dope and have hoes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

And keep out of the way of the hoes.