This is a song about "You whore"

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

You had your chance, whore, and now you lost it

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

One year ago you said i was a whore

I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more

You slap me like a bitch and you'll fuck like a #whore

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

You suckin more dicks than that kardashian whore did

You wonder about my lyrics? that shit's obvious whore,

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

So fuck life to all those whore

And slid back north of course to pen more