This is a song about "Money cars women"

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

And they only talk about women

What up girl, tell me how you been

Looking at these women

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

I aint afraid to hit women

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Got like a hundred cars

The you should look up in the stars