This is a song about "No hoes"

We out here chasin hoes

She's bad and she knows

Check me out ain't no time pout, my rhymes are sick these hoes be on my dick

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Hoes are what i don't chase, i got no time to waste

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

I show up with four hoes

I think that she knows

Posin' with hoes, hopin' to own 'em / it's a no-go, so i'm closing their notions

Or watch me advance as a lyrical fanatic, my miracle lines automatic, its

Here they keep a rachet close

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Looking for sum hoes with no clothes

Other words, fill ‘em up wit’ holes

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

You niggas aint got no hoes