This is a song about "Crystal meth money"

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

So is being addicted to using meth needles

I'm sick of seeing crack-addict single moms who bite the meth,

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Carol city or was it the west

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared

Staring at the crystal ball

These joints here not found at the mall

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

I'm sick of seeing crack-addict single moms who bite the meth,

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

Nick will pop to with a pistol turn you into a crystal

And my songs when they reach they official

Yet i sparkle like a crystal

But you the one on crystal meth, bitch my rhymes are limitless

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love