This is a song about "Pussy money weed vodien"

You think i'm scared of you, pussy?

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

She say you got a pussy!

We're living in a fantasy

Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that powder soft

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

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

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

Heard the sound of several gun shots

But hey yo look, money from across the street

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Shove it all up in her pussy

Have no souls indeed

Put up and smoke that weed,