This is a song about "Sex and hoes"

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

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

We know we always out

Thirsty hoes, and its a drought

And we havin' rough sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

And imma make these hoes bleed

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Bought the dope and have hoes

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most