This is a song about "She was a hoe"

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

That was till she chose a school

She ain't no hoe, what you talkin' bout

Don’t know if i’m ‘posed to take you out

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

Her smile i was seeking, but she was crying a million times,

The other was you being a stocky hoe,

I just call it …remember all the dough

But am i less holy

She was a phony goalie

See i'm ahead but you stay the snail

She was a good girl, always stored in a pale

She was taken from me by a germain

We was lookin for change 'til barack came