This is a song about "Were the hoes"

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

You're dirty like the jersey shore with those orange hoes.

I give a girl what she want - but no dollars

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Jt: fuck each others moms

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

Keep it trill for the hoes

Ain't no women at the shows

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes