This is a song about "Pimps and hoes"

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

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

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

Thirsty hoes, and its a drought

I don't know defeat

And imma make these hoes bleed

Pimps and thieves controlling 'em, and they patrollin' corners,

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches