This is a song about "Stinky hoe"

Merely lettin the scent from your stinky raps linger,

Like my flow ain't cold like a new york winter

You're bad, but hoe i'm worse

That's why she ignore my flowers

When i'm knocking, you better run hoe!

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

That kevin love flow

So you can thank your hoe…

Down just so we can grow

If they be man or hoe.

Now this is to the hoe…

That's why they can't mess up my flow

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

Which itty bitty whiny hoe