This is a song about "Whores"

So bring all your whores, let me tell them the score

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

Before anything though, they're called bitches, punks and whores/

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

You was on a bed having intercourse with four whores,

Whores get with it, we get freaky like a contortion gimmick

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

Never meant to curse whores, with fierce verses

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

Go , leave her , cuz solo deals with such whores