This is a song about "Shooting pussy money weed and drugs"

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

Lucifer's shooting ya, crucified on crucifixes and the awful lot,

Good kids make bad grown ups

No money, power, or drugs,

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

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

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

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

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

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

We all dream one day we kings and queens

Say aaah and open wide, im shooting projectiles

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples