This is a song about "Hoes you can t trust"

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

Dont trust the illumanti they'll promise you

You feel it from your head to your toes

You niggas aint got no hoes

I dont trust you! ayo! fuck you!

What preceded was the clue

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Listen up and listen hard, you break my trust

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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

You can't throw a punch like ratchet hoes

Guess i’m different than most

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

I know you got my back in god we trust