This is a song about "Hooker"

My rhymes brought you to death row.7-15 rehabbing like a hooker gettin clean.

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Rookie you couldn't even call my sister a hooker

I'm the mouth of the district, nobody work harder

Me a hooker? you must be crying cause you're dying. getting all slutty?

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

You think i'm so scared of a little hooker? hah, i should say a little stalker. you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Im abusing the pen... like a hooker in bed