This is a song about "Money guns and girls"

Boy and girls watch me unfold

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

Powerpuff girls and invader zim

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Dead man beside em and he takes his guns and mags

Then put it into sex drive

Im starting to see guns and knives

Money drug girls which one got me fucked next

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Hatin’ niggas? chalk em out. go on, get the coffin out

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