This is a song about "Pussy drug money"

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

That i'm better than any kinda drug

Money, pussy, power, respect that's the shit that i want

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

I swear they think i'm crazy

I think you're a pussy

Or fade to white; new favorite drug?

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

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

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Randy don't always talk about money and drug

Fuck you, i'll just do some sorta drug

Some niggas ain't got no luck