This is a song about "Jealous whores"

Innocent girls manipulated that i turned into whores,

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

When they get jealous, they confuse it

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

Niggas so jealous that they follow the leader

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

I'm the jew, in the jewel store, bagging all these new whores,

People getting jealous now they cant speak

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

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

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Never meant to curse whores, with fierce verses

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

And if you pay for that yourself

Fuck jealous from myself