This is a song about "Whores"

Your whores tempted to ask for more

She leave her hair on the floor

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

You was on a bed having intercourse with four whores,

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

I'm from salisbury, where the junkies and whores be

I'm the jew, in the jewel store, bagging all these new whores,

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

He'll floor whores fore he throws in the towel

To dream is to live life’s full potential

Metronome, chilling with better whores

So i went down south but i ended up north

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice