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

So let me be clear, if not for christ i wouldnt be here, still on percs and vikes

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Or would you rather me call you a whore

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

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

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

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

So here i am at the store for some chips

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

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Let me tell you how rap influences me

Cause you love me, call me daddy

Just let me be the real free

Let my temper get me

Do you think i'm crazy