This is a song about "Got eeem"

It ain't hard to make money

Got high and my brain got mushy...

Living if she is or not

Now look at the life uve got.

And to my side i've got

Cause i break it out a lot

But then shit got worse i got colder never cried

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

I don't trust nonelook what the 80's did

You got fired i got promoted

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Lips and show no cockyness, we got the tricks, we got the kicks, we got the

Okay man you do the drop

We'll fuck up everything we got,