This is a song about "Bitches money nwa guns"

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

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Artillery weak with guns

Back with a vengeance

Without the sound of guns

But i dont carry guns

Guess they ran out of options

Talking about the god you serve

And my guns are directors

Tmott pa palace flow, hugo boss new balance flow

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho