This is a song about "Hoes hoes hoes"

In the garden guarding my hoes

No, no, we are not those

For 12 years,no new hoes!

Jay rock got flows

Damn right madame, again i fucked those hoes

Everything i wanted never seem so close

I show up with four hoes

It's all she knows

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Tryna stay clear of my foes

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

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

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