This is a song about "Trap hoe"

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

At this love thing toe to toe

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

I'm never faded though

So you can thank your hoe…

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

And sit up front, i'm not asking it's a trap

Mortal kombat, my shit is beyond rap

You know i be teasing, though

Now this is to the hoe…

If they be man or hoe.

This prada make me shallow

Niggas say i'm loco

I not chasing no hoe