This is a song about "Weed sex guns coke money drugs"

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

No money, power, or drugs,

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

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

Of you wannabes rapping bout thugs,drugs, and sex,

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

I don't know defeat