This is a song about "Money cars and hoes"

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

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

I represent, but still i need the cars, the hoes, the freshest kicks,

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

I don't care about the nice cars and shoes with the leather,

I'm everesant, nobody do it better

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream