This is a song about "Money drugs and laundry"

Good kids make bad grown ups

No money, power, or drugs,

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

And get me some more drugs

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

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Do whatever it takes to resist the temptationbrenda got herself a boyfriend

Ahh found a few condoms in your laundry and you told me you kept it for a friend

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

So i still be on that yard with a philly of that marley