This is a song about "Hoes n money"

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

For 12 years,no new hoes!

No, no, we are not those

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

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

I think that she knows

We out here chasin hoes

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

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

We love for a while then a light goes

In the garden guarding my hoes