This is a song about "Pimps and hoes"

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

And imma make these hoes bleed

Indubitably i'm too street

We love for a while then a light goes

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

Ghost and obnoxious youth, pimps, dealers, thieves,

We all kings, give anything to my soft queens

Best believe ima count bankroll, fuck and pass hoes,

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Got shows on top of shows

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

On murder and the rising crime rates, pimps and prostitutes,

How 'bout i talk about pimps and hoes when i go write a song,

But killing the competition in that cosabella thong