This is a song about "Selling dope fucking hoes and doing drugs"

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

He fought us, got caught up, now selling dope on 21st block corner

Amen, they say you only live once

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

My mom doing drugs in her bedroom

Bring on the new replacement, selling dope on the pavement

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

You, you, you have to pay for that

Make it sound too dope i ain't selling it

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

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Make a record about doing drugs and name it after her (oh thank you!)

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true