This is a song about "Popular whores"

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

When i'm fucking with these whores

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,

Popular quickly cos i'll stop you sickly

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Why cant i be popular

The only time i flirt with her

Go , leave her , cuz solo deals with such whores

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

I need to be the center piece of my entire culture

We all want that great feeling of being popular,

Celebrities are whores, conquistadors dinosaurs ignored

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

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

Innocent girls manipulated that i turned into whores,