This is a song about "Pussy money weed light skin niggas"

And i know - there'll never be peace

Them pussy niggas from uptown been my pet peeve

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

I'm intense, my raps light niggas on fire like incense,

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

These pussy niggas talking bout they clean like crisco

Pussy niggas sod's nigga and nothings changed

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

I'm somethin like the light-skin version

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through