This is a song about "Puppets mom a stank hoe"

Never break, took a break though

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

Dad and mom are getting a divorce

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

And you don't qualify because you are a hoe.

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

If a hoe disrespects, she'll be like marilyn monroe

In response for a hoe i make his life a misery show

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

The other was you being a stocky hoe,

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

Flo flo flow bad dad catch a cab hoe in my habitat

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map