This is a song about "Money weed audi subaru bad boy"

And yea right if you think that your a bad boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Though i recite it like it lucifer's loose leaf

Im blowin money first boy just like i do when i leave,

But if i'm at it, mathematically, the money ain't bad.

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Ya hang out with the boy then it's money you get

That would further prove your that kid that should of been killed in troy.

I was born bad.they always told me to go rehab.i am a bad boy.

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Picked up smoking weed ever since bad trips,