This is a song about "Money drugs love hate bitches"

Conceived in hate yet taught to love

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

But theres one thin line between love and hate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

No room for love, just consumed by hate

I can tell you that this tape

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

And niggas flashing crazy

Dont love, just hate on me

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups