This is a song about "Clothes and getting money"

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

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

And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

You dead broke, yes folks, the jewels are like egg yolks

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Clothes are dusted and he loathes these kids