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

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore

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

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

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

Please let me be, yo i'm white but still i'll wreck a beat

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

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

Walk that body, talk that body

This marijuana let me

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Let me be angry or sad, that gets my rap into the cash.

We might be back in this baby

But just let me be me

Need i say more out in singapore

Or would you rather me call you a whore