This is a song about "Kerry whore"

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

So tell me why are we at war

Fuck with me some more and im kill this whore,

With her own married husband, a bitch and a whore,

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

I remember one time me and my crew sore this whore

I got sexy ladies all over the floor

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

I'm mystical with shit to turn your sister to a whore

Not relying on the light no more

We all know she’s a closet whore,