This is a song about "She a whore"

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

One year ago you said i was a whore

That's what rains for

Once a whore never more,

No ordinary her mom i was throat fucking, my dick she was whore sucking

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

And there's little to be glad for

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Drop the bottle babe and fuck like a #whore

Because tonight i will be out with a different whore

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

But she’s a slut she’s whore

And i don't run counters no more

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

Maybe it wouldn't happened if she wasn't such a whore