This is a song about "Your mums a hoe"

Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

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

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

She's a dime out a benjamin, what a hoe

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low

Is that there wasn't a father for this pimp and this hoe

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

Go home a nite to find that my mums brought a crate

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Fuck off bro just clean your mirror hoe , yo i'm rapping with a golden mic

My ambition to blow

Shouldnt have called our girl a hoe.

A stain on the mattress, so your dad is your mums brother

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her