This is a song about "Codeine pussy money weed bitches glocks"

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

I'm in love with your business

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I love corpses, abortion, distortion, bitches who pussy all contorted