This is a song about "Thin hoes"

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

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

Wont drop till the rhyme stops and goes thin

Girl listen, trying to position

Here they keep a rachet close

We out here chasin hoes

And i love your mind and ambition

That ride or die anytime, threw thick or thin,

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

High off life? my nigga not even

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Guess i’m different than most