This is a song about "Love and hoes"

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

And keep out of the way of the hoes.

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

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

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

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Bought the dope and have hoes

X's and o's, you must be the rose

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

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

In front of our building, they was my heroes

I said i love these hoes i love these hoes

Everything i wanted never seem so close