This is a song about "Nasty ho"

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

Ho, ho, goes, père noël in his little mufuckin fat ass clothes clothes, so so

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

Admit the shit spewing toe to head on level, ho

Righty ho, that's drake's act copied

Sometimes i think, what i need

Don't give them whats mine run game by the mile

Vial filled with... foul, nasty, filthy... vile bile,

My four-four's givin payback

Nasty nigga step back

Ho ho ho. it's santa claus. at a brothel with a blonde bitch between his paws.

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Never mind that's just twitch stealing lines line charlie sheen ho

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window