This is a song about "Thots we get plenty"

I add into it, rhymes? more, plenty,

Look it something they can't ever see

Plenty of space to park

See, where i come from is hard

We don't get taken seriously.

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

If i die before i wake

World full of hoes and thots i can't take

Tell these thots to go blow the frank

You stood me up and i understand

So the ones eye has freak don't run

With plenty of money and women

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

Stead of kisses, we get kicked,

We have plenty of corners you can accommodate,

And i could see you coming home after work late