This is a song about "Foreign policy"

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Driving my car to a foreign place

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

But no apologies that's my mother fucking policy

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Got a foreign girl, czech i'll be there in a sec

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I had the agility to fight and make a no helping me policy

Shitty little slutty wannabe you calliope or a newbie please don't bug me if you need me

Why is this society telling lies claiming there policy is honesty constantly livin cautiously