This is a song about "Family struggle money hoes fake"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

And i'm tryin to use the phone, but they makin noiseman i wish i had my glock, cause it's major

The money i'd make , convay myself im never fake , pen always firm to the paper

I should michael jordan these rappers

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Trying to make money so my family could eat

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

I'll beat you with my bare knuckles and not even struggle.

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes