This is a song about "Slutty little whores"

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

I'm from salisbury, where the junkies and whores be

Moving houses for supposed whores

Black fours red drop head doors

Everytime you come around

Flub it when whores wound down

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

So stop braggin about cheap whores, you faker than storage wars

I was playing with guns

Whores, cocaine laws and sirens

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Innocent girls manipulated that i turned into whores,

Go , leave her , cuz solo deals with such whores

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice