This is a song about "Strange crystal music money tank gang"

Like as if i didn’t know man

But never once in a gang

You gotta understand man

Why are you talking about your gang

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Keeping my lyrical, intelligence higher than bitches on crystal,

Carol city or was it the west

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared

When drunk i only drink beer

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

Staring at the crystal ball

Just as you rose you will fall

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Strange fruit grew from wicked roots, you'd fiend for money trees