This is a song about "Get money fuck hoes"

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

We don't need to work it just to get those hoes

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Fuck them hoes and the cops

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Fuck your ratchet hoes, i kill the mic with spasmatic flows,

Sleepy when i fuck hoes i be bonin

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

I've become immune to you no name haters

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Then it's money you get

Like a church in debt