This is a song about "Pugs and family"

That's why i'm makin' money

With friends and family

Sittin' with no bail and my family like "oh well"

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

Family day, goodwill, section 8, medicaid, and thrift shops,

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

And its so sad to see your own mother dropped you from your family.

I killed a family, a mother and father with two kids,

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Looking at your money

With friends and family

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

He works hard, and so is the family, even when depressing

Mobbing with the homies and family

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny