This is a song about "People selling drugs"

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Bonding over our love for drugs

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Story telling soon selling its soaring with development

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

But along only schemes they was selling us,

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace