This is a song about "Bros money power cars drugs blowjobs"

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

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

You and joe bros for life

I just shake dice

Heard the sound of several gun shots

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Money, pussy, power, respect that's the shit that i want

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost