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

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

With plenty of money and women

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

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

While in the distance i hear passing cars

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*)

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed

Money drug girls which one got me fucked next

And don't perform after him or you might regret