This is a song about "Guns drugs money thots"

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

World full of hoes and thots i can't take

If i should die before i wake

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

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

Two white cups and i got that drank

Tell these thots to go blow the frank

Fuck a video vixen, they got vicious intentions

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience