This is a song about "Money pussy weed death"

Cus you're so sexy

She say you got a pussy!

Weed and rapping weed in jays

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Put up and smoke that weed,

What do i really need

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

Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that powder soft

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I look like a freakin' wuss, a pussy

The revolution will proceed

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

You think i'm scared of you, pussy?

I just want somebody i can see