This is a song about "U fucking hoe"

Scab, fix up look shop joe

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

You're bad, but hoe i'm worse

When they twist and talk with they fingers

Of living in the ghettoyour mind gets twisted, just like a pretzelso it's time that i check out

I'm so loud den dis fucking black cloud! hit u from every directions ma spitz globing around!//

Fucking rules so dare u bitch just

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

But what if they spent a day without fucking a hoe or weed

Silly bitches gon' follow

Now get the fuck back hoe

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

No one-half and i hate math

Leaving your gore to pore, hoe u ain't winning so stop being ambitious

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness