This is a song about "Spending money on hoes"

Enticed on money and vices alike,

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

She spends money like it grows on trees/

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

My shit is full of it spending money ten dollars a dime

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

Shit, spending days facing spliffs, on a been there done that basis shit

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

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