This is a song about "Bitches and money and drugs"

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

No money, power, or drugs,

Amen, they say you only live once

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

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

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money