This is a song about "Man whores"

Black fours red drop head doors

Im in the hunt for whores

Before anything though, they're called bitches, punks and whores/

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

And of course, my car's off course

Moving houses for supposed whores

Your whores tempted to ask for more

I got something you've been waiting for

Go , leave her , cuz solo deals with such whores

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Yeah come holla at your uncle

He'll floor whores fore he throws in the towel

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

That i don't, impregnate, one of these, young ghetto whores