This is a song about "Guns drugs money depression"

But i dont carry guns

These chalance give me balance

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,

Cause in the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayneanother hustler makin' major cash

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

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

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

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

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