This is a song about "Hard work money weed"

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Of hard work and success, smoking more grass than wildfire,

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

Cause i know with hard work, i can do it all

People forgettin about hard work and that grind

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

You did the shake-shake and i kinda went berserk

Cause being in here is all 'bout your hard work

This is years of hard work, dedication and skill

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

You rap about selling weed and money schemes