This is a song about "Pistols weed snaps fast cars bitches money block"

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name

Get money then bitches

Yes, im gluttonous. d.c. up in this

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

Bitches cars and clothes depicted to those who are famous

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,