This is a song about "My hoe"

Knocking success in my chest hoe

Ok you think a nigga shallow

Suspicious that i will diminish foes and slap them like my old hoe/

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

Your last man was semi pro

You ain't my bro no more,you are hoe

That's my cash flow; the mass of the ass attached to my last hoe

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

Tell my hoe it aint nowhere near time to go

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Told your hoe to just suck up on my cock tip,

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

Flo flo flow bad dad catch a cab hoe in my habitat