This is a song about "I like whores"

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Metronome, chilling with better whores

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

Outside of popeyes eating chicken and fries

Moving houses for supposed whores

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

When you spill out hits

Whores, cocaine laws and sirens

Let's get back to killing whores, i hunt them like boars with a sword

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

See her man face-to-face through the glass

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

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

Innocent girls manipulated that i turned into whores,

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

Go , leave her , cuz solo deals with such whores