This is a song about "Petty hoes"

We out here chasin hoes

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

She pulled away and i ripped her whole face off, like travolta did to nicholas cage.

Had to rearrange and make a durastic change,all i ever made was abit of petty change

Earl boykins i 'm hearing voices i try and listen

Heavy diction, lined in your ready petty kitchen

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Petty raises, life hastens, we're stuck at our stations

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

There ain't no genie jars to grant what your petty wishes are

Brows grow sweaty but every petty

And now me, you can call me mr. friendly

No, no, we are not those

Bought the dope and have hoes

That's why i stay on petty

I reel them in, goadomes on see