This is a song about "Money weed and pussy"

'bout to get my other car

And delete that weed you are

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

And realize ur pussy bitch.

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Weed smoke, booze and violence

Without the sound of guns

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

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard