This is a song about "Man whores"

He'll floor whores fore he throws in the towel

A criminal grind mean hustle

Fast and furious sucked, just like these whores heads

And everybody's having sex

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

So stop braggin about cheap whores, you faker than storage wars

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

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

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

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

Whores, cocaine laws and sirens

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Celebrities are whores, conquistadors dinosaurs ignored

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Never meant to curse whores, with fierce verses