This is a song about "Hoes got me and the homie beefing"

I'm passionate and dont doubt me homie - i take this shit seriously,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Homie, follow me i got styles, you can copy one

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine//

I been waiting to blow up for a long damn time

And keep out of the way of the hoes.

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those