This is a song about "Money weed girls"

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Music is money, money isn't music

Penncounting pennys over tha years

I get jelous when your with other girls

Who be puffin that weed

Cause they right down the street

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers

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

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

I'm in awe from all of those features

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers