This is a song about "Transgendered prostitutes"

On murder and the rising crime rates, pimps and prostitutes,

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

And prostitutes, and brutes controllin' blocks in groups,

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Cause i fucked two cukoo prostitutes in the city!

Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

What if y'all grew up watchin' the pimps, thieves, prostitutes,

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

These prostitutes i'm lurin' to my chambers, they're a handy lot,

He grew up watching pimps, thieves, dealers, and prostitutes,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels