This is a song about "Blessings niggas killin money pussy"

It’s time for you pussy niggas to fess up

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

Screw god's blessings i scream fuck you

What preceded was the clue

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

I be stuck to the money you niggas is too backwards

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

Pussy niggas dont want war da hood will never match you

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Pussy niggas hungry put on like some lipstick

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

And to pretend as if 2pac is not these dudes intentions

If we battle again you better hope you said your blessings.

Count your blessings as we're trisecting into cannibal subjective dissecting.

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring