This is a song about "Drug and hoes"

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

I bestow blows that freeze foes and sweep hoes.

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

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

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws