This is a song about "Toni money drugs beer bald dad little tommy"

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Yea nigga----my name is lil tommy

Drinking a forty ounce beer

Ain't that your worst fear

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

'bout to drop you cold stop you like mold crop you bald...

Cus i been dealing drugs since i was a little kid

Bring your pops to school today for twelve years i cheated

Let me rideuntil i get free

Ajmo pit po toni

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Here man, let me drink some of your beer for you, its looking a little foamy

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs