This is a song about "White hoes"

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Like a line full of hoes

This is love, nothing else close

You niggas aint got no hoes

Guess i’m different than most

Keep it trill for the hoes

I think that she knows

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

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Like a line full of hoes

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Rich white and black white-washed men/

So we can live again