This is a song about "Money and sex and waffles and world war 2"

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

It has been 2 years now, and you're still lying about the money

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

We left em a world that's cursed

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Get drunk and wobble to nearest house full of waffles,

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother