This is a song about "Money sex weed girls"

Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

You know i'm tryna kill that shit, make sure that urn is out

Music girls and money yea that's what its all about, all about

Girls now days i swear down there all sex mad

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

A lot of girls pussies cause he's fucking malcolm sex

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

All the girls wanna have sex

I'm on deck i'm up next