This is a song about "Money and drugs"

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

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

Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

No money, power, or drugs,

We're just teens but thieves and fiends, slangin' drugs,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

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

European model white bitch is eating donuts

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

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

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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