This is a song about "Trifling hoes"

I show up with four hoes

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Uneven-ed floors, like joeys cornelius flow might be psycho though, you trifling

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

You actin' like i'm out here rapin' hoes

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

No, no, we are not those

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Like a line full of hoes

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

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

For my nigga i gotta fuck two hoes