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

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

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

Wavy-haired, my skin got a money getting glare

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Them pussy niggas from uptown been my pet peeve

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

Aight so yall niggas gonna talk about pussy, bitches, and gays

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

I seen a lot of niggas change over weed and lean,

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

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops