This is a song about "You hoes lame"

You chase hoes, i chase dollars

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Conquering you and your lame clique with ease

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

I get all the fame but you just plain lame

Yeah you can his style lame

They think they bring that pain

Took me a while just to write those

You can't throw a punch like ratchet hoes

Damn! you so lame, should i really waste my rhymes?

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

I was so sincere like nas first name

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes