This is a song about "Michelle s money"

Ma want me to go find a wife

It´s the battle of life

S queezys very bold

Black woman you cold

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Clap two times if you drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

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

You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

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

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able