This is a song about "Pimping hoes"

For 12 years,no new hoes!

Ain't no women at the shows

Is like you're pimping,

Hey your honor, is you kidding

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

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

Still sinning this ill pimping is bill clinton

You just working with the scraps you was given

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

In the garden guarding my hoes

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Pimping behind the palisade my fortress is a palace

We out here chasin hoes

I think that she knows