This is a song about "Money guns cars girls drivebys"

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars

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

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

But i dont carry guns

That was my influence

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Fame, money, and girls is what some people desire.

And mine somewhere bout mars

Got like a hundred cars

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

I'mma be up with them owls, just to see you when you out

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes