This is a song about "Whipping around with hoes a gettin lit by the beach"

Just cruising on the beach with ya new found father,

I'm the mouth of the district, nobody work harder

Real nigguh by far these hoes went by a telescope

Vicious roach she really sick of this but she let me poke

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

I despise clothin' worn by the guys posin' like hoes

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Is gettin' lit up like mike jackson's hair hangin' off a christmas tree,

And lit a spliff to ponder upon the abyss of kids with no lunches

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Gettin' stopped by cops with glocks to rock socks,

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops