This is a song about "Kayla the hoe"

To rightly ride an overgrown hoe to the dome. consider me an enemy and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

At this love thing toe to toe

Now this is to the hoe…

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

Knocking success in my chest hoe

Since the birth of my son, the street life losing appeal

You waking the dead, don't test me hoe my weapons is real

Hustle from regis and kelly into the late show

They tell me i'm the best i say i ain't even trying hoe

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Like the man in the cloud on mario,sorry hoe i just not feeling your sorry flow

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

I shit on the script while your hoe on my dick, but i never slip,