This is a song about "Money and thugs"

I got money mind and money on my wrist

That means i wanna be the highest

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Misled by mtv and bet, turning to thugs,

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

European model white bitch is eating donuts

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Back to the slums packed with psycho savages and thugs

Chillin' with homies and family

Take my bus and bust down money

Tellin em what you thugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Poor black people seen as on welfare and lazy thugs,