This is a song about "Leave them all hoes for the"

And he looked for hoes, i scope the throws

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

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

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Fuckin' up my gold pots

Licking bitches in between there toes, fucking all the hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

And when it's said and done

And i leave them in the kitchen

Fuck them hoes and the cops

And mine somewhere bout mars