This is a song about "Whore sauce"

Spreading that gospel sauce!

Kirko paint her walls

Knowing i can go wherever and get 8 more

I always knew the quiet ones would fuck like a #whore

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

Christian dior your girl is a whore

Ima go until my arm's sore

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

With her own married husband, a bitch and a whore,

So fuck life to all those whore

Not one j got a pair or more

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Man while you hungry i am eating steak with tabasco sauce