This is a song about "Prostitutes"

He grew up watching pimps, thieves, dealers, and prostitutes,

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

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

While prostitutes still getting money from sucking a cock

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

And prostitutes, and brutes controllin' blocks in groups,

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

These prostitutes i'm lurin' to my chambers, they're a handy lot,

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

What if y'all grew up watchin' the pimps, thieves, prostitutes,

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

Cause i fucked two cukoo prostitutes in the city!

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

He grew up watching pimps, thieves, dealers, and prostitutes,