This is a song about "Money weed hoes"

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

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

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine