This is a song about "Cars money women drug sex"

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

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

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

I dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,

Money drug girls which one got me fucked next

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

The cars, the cane, the women swimmin in sin 'nd linen

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen