This is a song about "Strippers and prostitutes"

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

These prostitutes i'm lurin' to my chambers, they're a handy lot,

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

He grew up watching pimps, thieves, dealers, and prostitutes,

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

On murder and the rising crime rates, pimps and prostitutes,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

What if y'all grew up watchin' the pimps, thieves, prostitutes,

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her