This is a song about "Love and hoes"

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

This life i chose

Bought the dope and have hoes

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

I'll take control and break the mold, and even though fakest hoes,

You got love for hov? man, you got love for hoes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Everything i wanted never seem so close

I bestow blows that freeze foes and sweep hoes.

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Thugs in their clothes, hustling with drugs to get love from the hoes

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close