This is a song about "Transgendered prostitutes"

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

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

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

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

Cause i fucked two cukoo prostitutes in the city!

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

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

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

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

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

And prostitutes, and brutes controllin' blocks in groups,

While prostitutes still getting money from sucking a cock

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

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

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