This is a song about "White whores"

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

Flow is china white, skin is diamond white,

I don't care how old she is, i'm cool with fucking old whores

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Moving houses for supposed whores

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

And smash whores, bangin' in the car like shaky bass

So stop braggin about cheap whores, you faker than storage wars

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

That i don't, impregnate, one of these, young ghetto whores

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

So bring all your whores, let me tell them the score

Knowing i can go wherever and get 8 more