This is a song about "Poor whore"

I always knew the quiet ones would fuck like a #whore

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

Drop the bottle babe and fuck like a #whore

So i head out, start searching for another flirting whore/

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

Make a freak whore, detour

You can end this verse premature

Making these fool sore over his last whore.

That fire flow the finest women i adore

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

I got sexy ladies all over the floor

I play nintendo with this stupid ass whore!

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

People label me as soft, emotional and poor