This is a song about "Rob bitch taylor erin julia cathy nigga money weed"

Smoking skunky weed, my nigga got caught by some teachers

Newest of sneakers, you consuming the bleachers

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Bitch, money is everything

I turned into something they never became

What influence as nigga money or fame

They infiltrate our homes, africa

A whole lot of money and i'm still here nigga

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Im the newest nigga up in this bitch