This is a song about "Look like a horse nigga bitch no one likes you u hoe i hope u die stupid hoe"

Maybe we just need to slow

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

Fuck you go to hell u cheating son of a bitch i wish u fell

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

And everyone knows u cant turn a hoe into a housewife

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

The other was you being a stocky hoe,

I got some woods in yellow, to the burbs im ghetto

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Niggas use to hate me couldnt even get a hoe nigga

So you can thank your hoe…

I'mma do this fast or slow

And its real thick you will be sick. upset? noo u fucking hoe although i did

Lincoln just said that to save the nationthese are lies that we all accepted