This is a song about "Stolen money"

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Left with your bitch, you can call her stolen

An empty purse, veins surgin, values stolen,

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

The person you love just gets stolen and causes commotion

Money bring pain,money bring gain

They think they bring that pain

Forced to rely on stolen beer to settle your bets

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Blow up on this society

Getting to the money

Like jewlery in pawnshops that tends to get stolen

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run