This is a song about "Money bitches and weed"

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

With some weed and a cup

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

That hands you weed and alcohol

You know...you know who you are