This is a song about "Hope dope hoes"

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Hoe i'm dope and i hope you done heard of me

New canvas she need a new stroke

Go to school and smoke dope.

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

In the garden guarding my hoes

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Like a line full of hoes

Ain't no women at the shows

No, no, we are not those

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Fuck that shit aint so dope

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke

I'm still here spittin' dope, still your head now fill with hope