This is a song about "Air weed money hoes toby"

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

Now i gotta explain to toby blain you're insane

Weed and rapping weed in jays

See money talk and these days

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

This is love, nothing else close

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/