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

Cus i been dealing drugs since i was a little kid

Lex luger, narcissist, the mirrors get excited

Ajmo pit po toni

Hopin' that my niggas see

No money, little bit of chance, skill, and i was out sold,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Joeyy's blowing all this money, i ain't tryna spend a little

Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear

Just wishing you were here, the money you chose, the vodka not beer

Drinking a forty ounce beer

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear