This is a song about "Good times drugs money sex"

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

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

Even good times has it bad times, but my good time was good cuz you were good

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

This is how she want to live

Relive all the good times

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

She cries reminiscing on the good times

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes

Money got me excited, i’m coming four or five times

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Money got me excited, i’m coming four or five times