This is a song about "Weed money luxury pussy hoes fake freinds famous family"

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

I'm doing shit i never might of did

You fake like money your a counterfeit

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Ill take the victory, and get your hoes pussy to spit for me

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

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Money, pussy, power, respect that's the shit that i want

Just cause you might have a lot of money doesn't make you famous,

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

For the sake of all money,this is fake yall funny

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see