This is a song about "Drug and girls"

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey?

That's why i rhyme like a poet from a prior century

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Or call you up, or send a text

Money drug girls which one got me fucked next

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Teenage and adult girls cant resist us

Im so bonkas, im not conscious

Thanks to me your a drug fiend and going insane

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

Randy don't always talk about money and drug

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

Adabo to my haters

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls