This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Enticed on money and vices alike,

I heard that statistic i almost cried

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

A sister with big boobs and tight ass and a brother who go in 4th class

Mariah tunes and five flutes

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

And the v12, that's on various trips

"money and blood don't mix

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Take my bus and bust down money

And we gettin' money, over here,

A born starter, in the game for real

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

Young money like drake and nicki

Let me rideuntil i get free