This is a song about "Slow mo the ho"

So i'ma take the safe road home n drive slow,

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

Admit the shit spewing toe to head on level, ho

You owe the money ho now your getting tamed

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

The more mo bills i get the more shit come free to me

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

I got the sickest flow, i got your moms seven digits for 1 dollar not a penny mo,

Bitch you thought you're a rap sumo but you're a rap ho-mo,

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

Dip, go! tip toe into the mist, slow..

Who real bitches check me out though

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

Purple in the red solo,got me movin slow mo