This is a song about "Tweaking hoes"

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Always stay ahead of these stank hoes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

You niggas aint got no hoes

Here they keep a rachet close

Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I said i love these hoes i love these hoes

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose