This is a song about "Role models"

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

If you had no role models and if you had no chaperones,

Better calm down, tryna play that tough guy role

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

Dancing with models and nights still seem new

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Been outta control little pimp stroll discuss this whole that thug role

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

That happiness isn't buried on tv screen with pretty models

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Never said i was a role model so don't point

People dying all day homicide suicide its just the role of life,

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies