This is a song about "Lazy ass hoe"

Now this is to the hoe…

One time for the 305, though

I'll be productive when you're feeling lazy

Where your whereabouts baby? i care about you lady

We just sit around a lazy ass and blaze the grass, hit the trees,

Hell, ever since i was a little nigga havin' fantasies

How they stand there, cuffed up, patient

Haha that hoe got ya ass whipped.

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Everyday more lazy killing, everyday more crazy tripping.

You have no job, just lazy.

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

My lazy ass would blaze the grass and smoke up the whole house

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Plus everyone around me is a motherfuckin' lazy ass,

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class