This is a song about "Your hoes"

Your raps have a limp like the 50 cent hoes

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Bought the dope and have hoes

This life i chose

Damn right madame, again i fucked those hoes

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

No, no, we are not those

In the garden guarding my hoes

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Control, your hoes, you let her talk to you crazy

Took me a while just to write those

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

I show up with four hoes