This is a song about "Slow mo the ho"

Admit the shit spewing toe to head on level, ho

I ain't really famous but the ladies need my picture though

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Mo' green numbers than the matrix

Because it looks like your moving slow mo

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

Rails n nails in the air, slow mo, like snails & tim dale's speech impediment.

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Slow-mo i'm choking these rodents / until they're swollen and broken

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

My ignorance shit never stopped me though, you think you shit rapping in slow mo

Bitch you're nothing but a ho ho ho

It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow

Wonder if they take it all back

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat