This is a song about "How s"

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

If only i could go back into the 80’s

The outline which you n****s out dated

You gone make me flip then split your shit

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

S queezys very bold

All this paper i fold

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun