This is a song about "Hoes be like"

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Im making hits about this and in clubs hoes be shaking it

Got shows on top of shows

Like a line full of hoes

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Papah. these hoes be hating give em a penny but

You can't throw a punch like ratchet hoes

Everything i wanted never seem so close

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Hoes catchin semen they get mixed feelings like wet cement,

Watch these hoes & they traps or you can be trapped

And even more alarming is the fact