This is a song about "Stolen money"

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

How to get my rent money

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

It got stolen by a heroin junkie and it sucked

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

The person you love just gets stolen and causes commotion

Never driving through the boulevard, full of future stolen cars

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Me rolling// in lamborghini rims previously stolen//and watch you gasp at my

Forced to rely on stolen beer to settle your bets

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Some of you are lost and can't be found like the stolen jewels

We're living in a fantasy

Getting to the money