This is a song about "Guns violence sex money drugs cars jail"

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

No money, power, or drugs,

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

Fuck rappin' about smokin' drugs, they hurtin' your lungs, tons, of guns.

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

So here i am at the store for some chips

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

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