This is a song about "Taco bell and hoes"

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

When he yelps that means he has to go to taco bell

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

What do i really need

And imma make these hoes bleed

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Ain't no women at the shows

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,

I can barely wipe my ass

The bell rings and i walk up to next class