This is a song about "Money fame and girls"

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

In exchange he gave a name, fame, money and a lyrical rage

Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

You know i'm tryna kill that shit, make sure that urn is out

Music girls and money yea that's what its all about, all about

Fuck hollywood fuck fame and fortune

Riding around with ms. reece and them

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

And you cant handle our fame,

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Better yet they work my every nerve

Even with the money and the fame

Then we cut, look how she say my name

Money drug girls which one got me fucked next

Is not far from white girls with big bread