This is a song about "Party and bullshit"

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

Radical larry, party, and bullshit

Don't let the bullshit come back and haunt you

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

Crew at my house and we party every weekend so

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

While theese rappers just sit around and party, they're jobless

Putting up with all the bullshit and putting on a good outfit

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I stumble from the party and i'm largely seeing double