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

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

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

Fuck rappin' about smokin' drugs, they hurtin' your lungs, tons, of guns.

I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations

No money, power, or drugs,

Good kids make bad grown ups

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Translation cause my life is too sweet

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups