This is a song about "Prostitute s"

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Putting down in different projects at the same damn time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Prostitute on the corner say she down for that moose shit

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Black woman you cold

S queezys very bold

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Me and my microphone could be one

And that´s how it has begun