This is a song about "I like whores"

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

I have no fucking problem or whores in my life

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Before anything though, they're called bitches, punks and whores/

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,

Whores get with it, we get freaky like a contortion gimmick

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Wretches vex before tracks, so wrecked i bet the whores hacked,

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

That i don't, impregnate, one of these, young ghetto whores

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Whores, cocaine laws and sirens

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

And smash whores, bangin' in the car like shaky bass