This is a song about "Haters fear money party real niggas"

Cause real niggas do real things

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

The you should look up in the stars

Money mayhem got them niggas all goth

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team.

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

I don't know, obviously i disappear

I'm an evil spirit you betta mothafukin fear it, all you haters better be scared

Do whatever it takes to resist the temptationbrenda got herself a boyfriend

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