This is a song about "Were the hoes"

Took me a while just to write those

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

Why i always fuck the good girls and keep wifin these hoes

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Why is it when i talk i'm so biased to the hoes

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

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

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

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Everything i wanted never seem so close

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

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Licking bitches in between there toes, fucking all the hoes