This is a song about "Money an drugs guns"

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Good kids make bad grown ups

No money, power, or drugs,

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Sell drugs, shoot guns, make you yell "oh!", now you pushin up daisies

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey