This is a song about "Money bitches and weed"

Smoking weed and listening to rap

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

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

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Redan road, that’s my street

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through