This is a song about "Messy hoes"

Without sounding impractical, murders messy but tactical

Bet they cancel they date like waking up late with a pimple

Got shows on top of shows

We out here chasin hoes

You feel it from your head to your toes

You niggas aint got no hoes

This one, not so smooth he will not approve, in a messy grove

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

For 12 years,no new hoes!

Tryna stay clear of my foes

You walk in, see the messy scene... and scream:

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Like a line full of hoes

I think that she knows

You'll need a bib for this, my kills are messy

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see