This is a song about "Money and bitches and guns"

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

With no guns and no shields

Rideright back to the movies

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

Dead man beside em and he takes his guns and mags

Just to match the grind with precision

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns