This is a song about "Macs a hoe"

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

In response for a hoe i make his life a misery show

Its tragic tho, been cast a role to crash into traffic slamming in panic to a faggot hoe

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

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

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

And you don't qualify because you are a hoe.

I just call it …remember all the dough

Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

You got that indie glow

I'll slap the yapping crap out of you, packing macs, crack a gin,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win