This is a song about "Let a how be a hoe"

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

She's a dime out a benjamin, what a hoe

Im a boss bitch ,but im not a hoe

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Let me be clear homeys a faker

Earl sweatshirt, tyler, the creator

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

It's a mystery how you came to be

Ill come an slap a hoe around

Can't break up to make up,she wake up, im out

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

Making a how to be successful researches,

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Hoe i'm mad ,let them boo,

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Your mom blows, she's a hoe