This is a song about "Abc s"

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

If only i could go back into the 80’s

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

They all need attention, they call me a g though

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

The outline which you n****s out dated

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease