This is a song about "Money drugs women london"

Ross and folarin, couple women

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

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

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

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

Hard to move on when you always regret one

With plenty of money and women

We left em a world that's cursed

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

I hit your block and we can box for fun

I aint afraid to hit women

Looking at these women

On the bible you can run

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

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