This is a song about "Money life niggaz"

She looks for money , i look for life

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

Niggaz always wondering when the torture ends, yup!!!

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I don’t know why…hey, wait a minute motherfucker

Candy niggaz re-see's we see ur peanut butter

Ship, didn't finish college, shit wasn't a problem

And tell where a lot of niggaz got they whole style from

Ya'll sum bitch niggaz a bunch of fags

If i don't make that man there dance