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

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

Music and writing were my only friends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

With friends and family

That's why i'm makin' money

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*)

The money and fame coming in due time, old friends like "happy belated"

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

We left em a world that's cursed

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,