This is a song about "Tha is a hoe"

Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,

All i know is yolo, nigga, that's the motto

You ask me how she is well she's an insane hoe

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

You waking the dead, don't test me hoe my weapons is real

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

Abrakadabra a hoe or two

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

Rythm it's off on tha station it's a lyrical race an

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

Ill come an slap a hoe around

I'll keep it moving and tryna get out

I make you feel like it is 10 below

But im hiding in tha haze time is all i know

And go,cause carl c returned to fuck up a hoe,

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow