This is a song about "Your hoe ain t shit"

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Leaving your gore to pore, hoe u ain't winning so stop being ambitious

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

Turn up the heat, cause your word's will phase me as much as a hoe tweet/

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Bad bitches get low

If they be man or hoe.

You, you, you have to pay for that

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

My ambition to blow

Your mom blows, she's a hoe