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

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

Should come with me to get your salad tossed

Her redder header over a pie, bald

Quick to grab the fifth and just fire

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger

Y'all all passe, stuck up on last year

Drinking a forty ounce beer

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

We left em a world that's cursed

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks