This is a song about "Rich money drugs"

I'm not poor but i'm not rich/

I'm not a but i'm the bitch

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Now you speaking my language

He’ll be making people rich,

You work the bitch

Thats it we getting rich

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,