This is a song about "Plugs and money"

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Hustle for money and making livings

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

I make a way for my people to see the light

Enticed on money and vices alike,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

And they're robbing our money for tax

I dont really shakespeare

And we gettin' money, over here,

Get your ass privileges with parking meters

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Then got high from butt plugs

Good kids make bad grown ups