This is a song about "Drug and girls"

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

Thanks to me your a drug fiend and going insane

Call my rapping a drug and start damaging your brain

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

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

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

You say you trappin and you never even sold a drug,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck