This is a song about "Getting money and oral sex"

And when we fucked i just wished it was safe sex

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

Im getting stacks of money everyday.

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Thought that getting money was the only payment

And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Getting to the money

Than the muse of a family

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress