This is a song about "Money niggas and kush"

Money mayhem got them niggas all goth

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

I be stuck to the money you niggas is too backwards

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

Die young, corpse identified by your parents

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

With them jordans on and the sheep coat, the weed smoke from that good kush,

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money