This is a song about "Violence cash murder"

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Combine violence, silence, phonetics

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

40 on my face, getting cash

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

They use violence but i murder with my songs

Cash is overflowing

Hold it, keep rolling

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

And my condition to start violence

I go through phases of violence

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Unnecessary violence just wildin for attention

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin