This is a song about "Money and weed and killing people"

She is far bizarre

And delete that weed you are

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Fame, money, and girls is what some people desire.

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Snooping around and killing

Let my angel sing

Weed smoke, booze and violence

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

My divine itching and shrine killing

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but