This is a song about "Sex money weed"

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

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

And reflect on the rap game, i came

I call heads, but i get sex/

Sweet, okay makes sense

It wasn't about the sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

And in love with her, lets have sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths