This is a song about "Aussie drugs and money"

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs