This is a song about "Weed money bitch kush and club"

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Everyone follow me in this bitch you wrote this high on weed

Bitch, money is everything

Don't want to be the king

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

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Kush and oj blaring through the speakers

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

From the back seat, back seat

Put up and smoke that weed,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through