This is a song about "Drugs money girls big bars rich gods"

No money, power, or drugs,

Good kids make bad grown ups

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

Young money shit, me and lil wayne too big

Make room for the groom married to his music

Get the big picture im a slick trickster your bars aint sicker than mines

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

Big booty girls whining on me so slow

Never pledge allegiance, god given flow

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin