This is a song about "Fuckin bitches gettin money"

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

When you're fuckin' close to gettin' beat up and poppin' bones,

Middle class with money but i still think that's a fuckin sin

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

My money don't fold i'm gettin' this dough

And i did the video for really though

I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Bitches gettin mad when i hit their ferrari

Now i got them bitches infected and they gettin on they knees

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

Gettin' spiffy for these bitches i be eyeing