This is a song about "Bitches money drugs"

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

I got snider bitches that whiter than the drugs they sniff

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey

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

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Sell a dub mix some drugs