This is a song about "Money hoes and power"

They feed and attach bombs to their back for religion and power

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

I done came too far to regard me as the regular

Money, pussy, power, respect that's the shit that i want

Want the title but im always fighting under card

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice

And power means a price

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Bought the dope and have hoes