This is a song about "Tu mere saath nhi teri aukaat nahi piche kya dekhe me to aage aage mere piche suru ho gayi lagni katar kudiya bole mujhe le chal apne naal"

Watch me smack a ho, turn around and catapult off

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

Boy, boy,ho, ho, what the fuck you gon' do when the world is done fuckin with you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I ain't complaining though, damn i love a lazy ho

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

Ok you think a nigga shallow

But you are just a ho

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

With me there was no condom on, she's such a ho.

My white ho gonna to college,

I'm not a but i'm the bitch

Ho, ho, goes, père noël in his little mufuckin fat ass clothes clothes, so so

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

Life goes on homiegone on, cause they passed awayniggas doin' life

Try to finish mine n' i'll end-ho like a stunt bike nose dive