This is a song about "Pimps and hoes party"

Everything i wanted never seem so close

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Than her dad cries and says fine, and we go in the back for the after party,

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit

Radical larry, party, and bullshit

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see