This is a song about "Sex and money"

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

My life is a wet dream, and everynights a sex scene

Your developmental league don’t see a team

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

A depressed mess accepting empty sex and left bereft of love expressed

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Young money like drake and nicki

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Bitches these days have sex so much and end up with so many fucking kids

"money and blood don't mix

Fuck, clean up on aisle six