This is a song about "Pimps and hoes"

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

Fuck them hoes and the cops

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,

Best believe ima count bankroll, fuck and pass hoes,

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

He grew up watching pimps, thieves, dealers, and prostitutes,