This is a song about "You hoe"

You spit flames but i got that lava flow, i got props from randy, hoe

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

Well, total honesty, between you, your boss and me, you horny hoe

Hoe i'm dope and i hope you done heard of me

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

And you don't qualify because you are a hoe.

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

You fool deserve a bravo followed by stamp hoe on your forehead

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

You could not afford a hoe mate, how would you support a soul mate

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

I'll say bitch please you just another itch in my nose that makes me sneeze achoo hoe,

Ran outside to see the big show

You ain't my bro no more,you are hoe