This is a song about "Drugs money bitchs hos"

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

Nobody will fuckin test me cause these hos wont even dare

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere