This is a song about "Money weed fucking bitches"

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

My ysl lenses, my infrared sixes

Their sayin on my mind

Some fucking weed to grind

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

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

I can always go home and look down my street