This is a song about "Money weed cocain crack and colt 45z"

Y'all hit the pen but y'all talk about crack and the money,

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Because all you expect us to do is smoke weed and do crack

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

Stop lacing weed with nicotine, move crack with triple beams,

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

Crack cocaine they'll crack it get they money and stack it

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

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

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

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box