This is a song about "Whiskey sluts chew"

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

See, sometimes we all need a little whiskey in our cup

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

I don't have to pay bucks to fuck the nice sluts

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

But that just makes me better than a redneck spitting chew

Cut class and rap fast, grab ass while smacking sluts

Far from alarmed, i just part wit my problems

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Shut up sluts! and ride on my skateboard!

To add to the list of beverly hills victims

Man i am so tired of these damn sluts

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Roast to dusk, i don't give two fucks like cloned celibate sluts