This is a song about "Whore sauce"

So i head out, start searching for another flirting whore/

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

So fuck life to all those whore

Lower than my credit score

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

Sent to earth to poke catholics in the ass with saws

3 times, show me your peace sign

Roast under a sauce of wine.

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

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

And i don't run counters no more

But she’s a slut she’s whore