This is a song about "Drugs money jail violence cars"

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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

So she kisses the stars

Run away from the cars...

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

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,

My arsenal, makes for an awesome show