This is a song about "Fuck bitches and get money"

I fuck bitches and they don't have to fake it

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

Bitches and hoes, yo, get smothered underneath the snow,

Get so much brain and money, enrich the dummy, aint it funny?

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

And nothing else to get money for all their corporations off it,

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

I gotta get it in, get that money and then,

I came through with diseased semen on my pen

Get up and grab your paper fore the money tree begins burning

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king