This is a song about "Money hoes and weed"

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Here they keep a rachet close

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes