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

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

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

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

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Money fast like eminem's rap

Try to jack and i will attack

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

We all kings, give anything to my soft queens