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

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Long as she come to me first

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

No money, power, or drugs,

Amen, they say you only live once

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

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

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

European model white bitch is eating donuts

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs