This is a song about "Gangs drugs and money"

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

She prayed on me passing that bar

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Amen, they say you only live once

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

But most times darling the sequel sucks

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

Fun, sucks that i'm too tall for the tub

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup