This is a song about "Sex money drugs hoes"

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

People don't condone what they've never seen

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

How they got these niggas on the tv selling miracles

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks