This is a song about "It s all about money and bitches"

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

And if you looka all the bitches...

All these bitches stop and stare

They tryin to say that i don't care

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

All we ever talk about is money and prostitution!

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

And nothing else to get money for all their corporations off it,

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

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