This is a song about "Yous a hoe"

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

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

Always keepin a bad hoe in my circle

No rehearsal, i know it all like urkel

And i've been uplifting the people i'm with

And “smack a hoe”, this is common, oppressive,

And everyone knows u cant turn a hoe into a housewife

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

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

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

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

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

Im a boss bitch ,but im not a hoe

Cant fuck wit a hoe thats basic

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit