This is a song about "Weed pussy money swag"

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

My swag is to the roof

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

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

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Baby got that super bass

Weed and rapping weed in jays

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

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

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