This is a song about "Hoes"

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

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

Bought the dope and have hoes

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

You can't throw a punch like ratchet hoes

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

In the garden guarding my hoes

Got shows on top of shows

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

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