This is a song about "Jealous whores"

Flub it when whores wound down

Come wit me you'll smoke around

Never meant to curse whores, with fierce verses

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

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

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

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Girl jealous, be just another memory i promise

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

Bring the battering ram where you live

When i'm fucking with these whores

Shots, they back and forth

I'm on deck i'm up next

Fuck jealous from myself