This is a song about "Cocaine and money"

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

They calling me the hottest in the game

Snort up some motherfuckin cocaine,

Pcp, cocaine and ice set me free

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

And sniff train tracks of cocaine watch how the world swirls

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

Give rap cpr n cocaine, and alive came the game

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

Bad rap, cuties claim

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

And that cocaine industry has us americans so fascinated,

And i lost a couple over crack cocaine

Different positions, but she still moaning the same