This is a song about "You re a side hoe"

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

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

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

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

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

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Ya boy said suck it hoe, suck it hoe you know you want this (know you want this)

You in a box and i'm on the other side

A lil' closer let me see you in the spot light

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Drivin a hearse, re birthed, through death,

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

She only got you as a nigga on the side

But if i die tonight

I need you by my side