This is a song about "Gangs drugs and money"

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Good kids make bad grown ups

And get me some more drugs

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

But i let off everything i have

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,