This is a song about "Pussy money weed"

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

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

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

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

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

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Shove it all up in her pussy

Who substituted for this weed

From the back seat, back seat

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

I look like a freakin' wuss, a pussy