This is a song about "Popular whores"

He just throws it around

Flub it when whores wound down

Innocent girls manipulated that i turned into whores,

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

And the v12, that's on various trips

Whores, cocaine laws and sirens

And i ain't frontin for her

Why cant i be popular

Go , leave her , cuz solo deals with such whores

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

Never been too popular but now they'll know my name

Popular quickly cos i'll stop you sickly

I just want somebody i can see

Go , leave her , cuz solo deals with such whores

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce