This is a song about "Radio hoe"

So, what the fuck would you say? it's annoying on the radio,

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

You fuck around and get killed hoe

Word, absence will make the heart grow

If they be man or hoe.

Who real bitches check me out though

They all need attention, they call me a g though

You can hear me later on song-cast radio

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Make your parents change the radio station

Turn on the radio all i hear is

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

The duration of my waves from the stereos and radio,

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though