This is a song about "Whore let me be me"

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

I remember one time me and my crew sore this whore

But let me tell you im not gonna be yo hoe ass bate

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

I wish it would just leave my life and let me be,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

People be goin' like "let me through man excuse you"

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

You slap me like a bitch and you'll fuck like a #whore

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Don't beg me back, whore, i got my reasons/