This is a song about "War drugs money guns"

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

Money is worst than a war

Up in my new two door

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

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

Without the sound of guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence