This is a song about "Shanking whores"

So stop braggin about cheap whores, you faker than storage wars

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,

Never meant to curse whores, with fierce verses

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

I don't care how old she is, i'm cool with fucking old whores

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Innocent girls manipulated that i turned into whores,

So i went down south but i ended up north

Moving houses for supposed whores

That i don't, impregnate, one of these, young ghetto whores

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

Before anything though, they're called bitches, punks and whores/

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers