This is a song about "Monica and marky s wedding"

Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Can you picture my specific plan

You get a+'s and i'm like got holy damn

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

24's on that escalade and ya' chick in the back, gettin' laid,

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I aint just spit in this s*** to sound all rough and tough,

Saying they all different, but i don’t show them no effort

A+'s is all i create, fake's- make fusses and cusses they butt hurt

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

And 808's and synths, riffs, and guitars, hard, for sure