This is a song about "Hooker"

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

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

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

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

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

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

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Rookie you couldn't even call my sister a hooker

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

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

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

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money