This is a song about "Drug and girls"

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

Randy don't always talk about money and drug

Got me rushed to the station

Powerpuff girls and invader zim

Hurl the pendent and send it to them girls/

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

Penncounting pennys over tha years

All you wanna do is get that stick

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

Money drug girls which one got me fucked next

Then push the milk on a slow bend

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see