This is a song about "Gotta make dough for drugs"

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

I flow to hustle, but how hustle flows, it negates how i flow-hustle for dough

Whenever im sleeping gotta make sure ion drool

I mean fam, i was damn near invisible at school

European model white bitch is eating donuts

She would have been there is it wasn't for the drugs

And i don't need no center or guard to get him open

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Limited i'm babyit's young money hadeshome of the mic rabies

Sell drugs, shoot guns, make you yell "oh!", now you pushin up daisies

We're looking for stuff that we can loot for a buck, cause we're hungry for dough

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

You never tire, might as well as inspire

Is when i sit back and wait for the drugs to pile