This is a song about "Money hoes weed"

Tryin hard to hide my face

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Bought the dope and have hoes

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true