This is a song about "Drug and girls"

Boy and girls watch me unfold

Where i from, it get cold

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

And what about the rappers

Drug dealers, rapists, and murderers

I'll keep on moving and tryna get out

Me and whore white girls never workout,

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

Drug dealers are on every corner news stand and sell there,

Money drug girls which one got me fucked next

Or call you up, or send a text