This is a song about "Weed bitches money honey"

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Heard the sound of several gun shots

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

If we focused on our problems like we did on getting money, you'd think we'd get somewhere honey?

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

You ain’t never been higher than this

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

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money