This is a song about "Sister a whore"

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

Rookie you couldn't even call my sister a hooker

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

Of impactful things one can ask for

The art of war

But she’s a slut she’s whore

Your a man whore julio gonzalez

Here i go again, searching for love

One year ago you said i was a whore

Another day as i step out the door

You think your beautiful, but such a fucking whore

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

Im dumb enough to get gonahrea from a whore!