This is a song about "Julia and hoes"

Ain't no women at the shows

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

I bestow blows that freeze foes and sweep hoes.

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

In front of our building, they was my heroes

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

I’m way harder than the concrete

And imma make these hoes bleed

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Why i always fuck the good girls and keep wifin these hoes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos