This is a song about "Motor boating hoes"

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

In the garden guarding my hoes

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Be a vidya game coder, or maybe race motor-

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

We out here chasin hoes

Jay rock got flows

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

I find it funny as hell his death was in a motor

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

No, no, we are not those