This is a song about "Scary ass hoes"

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

You know that the fiction's scary

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Get in bitch, dont worry, it aint scary

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

"tommy don't talk to him cuz that kid is scary"

I thought i recognized her

Scary like the grim reaper,

Out of this 3rd rock, nigga air it out

Where scary props and freaky sounds surround