This is a song about "Pussy money weed and life"

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

With some weed and a cup

I love you though i'll still fuck

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

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

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

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

Walked up in the shop, everybody lookin' shocked

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

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