This is a song about "Radio hoe"

You fuck around and get killed hoe

Ima keep that on the low

At this love thing toe to toe

I not chasing no hoe

If they be man or hoe.

My nigga for life though

Which itty bitty whiny hoe

Preaching to the choir though

I’m ill enough to kill cancer: baby, i’m chemo

You not all that--i do not listen to the radio

Turn off the radio

You know i be teasing, though

So tell me who is to blame, maybe the news or the radio

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

Make your parents change the radio station

I'm talkin ideas , motivation