This is a song about "Hoes weed bitches"

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

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

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

Sometimes i think, what i need

Licking bitches in between there toes, fucking all the hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Got one good tip: bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks