This is a song about "Hoes niggas money honkeys bitches weed"

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Crack dealers on the block, young niggas will tamper weed,

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

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

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

And watch these style niggas try their best at pulling hoes,

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes