This is a song about "Money bitches and wwed"

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

And i've been uplifting the people i'm with

Turn money into diamonds and gold

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Hold on you can see my vision

With plenty of money and women

Of bad bitches and good tree

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

And cash money supermarket like seth,

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

When you're reachin' your dreams

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says