This is a song about "Lowkey ho"

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

Admit the shit spewing toe to head on level, ho

Get rough with me, that night flow

Don't beef over no ho

Ho, ho, goes, père noël in his little mufuckin fat ass clothes clothes, so so

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Sit there with your ho of a wife

Know you haters is pissed hold your bladder though

I'm talkin' like your mom's pimp do, say man, "hey ho",

A bitch says shit, fuck a slut, she's just a freaky ho,

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Never mind that's just twitch stealing lines line charlie sheen ho

Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow