This is a song about "Guns power drugs girls"

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

And inside they think rap's soft

But i dont carry guns

Guess they ran out of options

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

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

Money equals greed, greed equals power,

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Just remember that you lack the power

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,