This is a song about "Fuck pussy money and weed"

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Money, pussy, power, respect that's the shit that i want

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red

Like sally mae on college debt

Fuck with me you'll get smacked, get the weed and shit packed

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Speaking heart with a conscious, talking to you

I'll fuck you dead pussy and you dead ass too

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed