This is a song about "Getting women and money"

You couldn't live your life for the moment

Cinnamon tone women and

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

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

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

All the girls really want is fun

Ross and folarin, couple women

And they only talk about women

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far

We going weed, women and some alcohol

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

And disrespect their women, beat their girlfriends,

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

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