This is a song about "Money weed sweep"

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

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

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Look it something they can't ever see

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

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

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

Who substituted for this weed

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

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

Happy lucifer cause multies coming your way in a sweep

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"