This is a song about "That hoe"

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Now get the fuck back hoe

Preaching to the choir though

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

The other was you being a stocky hoe,

Salute me, game: invented it, and you can't get no membership, little bitch

I never fucked that tight white bitch, because i found out that hoe was the snitch,

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

Ya boy said suck it hoe, suck it hoe you know you want this (know you want this)

I told her i love that pussy, she think we a couple though

Suspicious that i will diminish foes and slap them like my old hoe/

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

I'll say bitch please you just another itch in my nose that makes me sneeze achoo hoe,