This is a song about "Were the hoes"

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

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

Everything i wanted never seem so close

And keep out of the way of the hoes.

Ain't no women at the shows

Bitch got all them booty shots

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Keep it trill for the hoes

Big homie hov said i am close

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Your raps have a limp like the 50 cent hoes

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

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes