This is a song about "Tweaking hoes"

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

You feel it from your head to your toes

I show up with four hoes

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Keep it trill for the hoes

Guess i’m different than most

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

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

We out here chasin hoes

Here they keep a rachet close

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

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

Like a line full of hoes

Got shows on top of shows

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

About tipsy spirits, higher feelings, and tweaking