This is a song about "Tum hi ho"

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

You could've got off that high and by and say fucking hi,

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

Bitch you're nothing but a ho ho ho

Trip, and then you never snitch

My white ho gonna to college,

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

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

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

Switch, a female dog with no raw, rich

So ho your ass will get smashed bitch