This is a song about "Gangs drugs and money"

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

European model white bitch is eating donuts

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Here i go again, falling in love

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

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

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

That shit was wack as fuck

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery