This is a song about "Weed sex money drugs"

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

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

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

A whore is someone who want money for sex

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

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

One choke of this you a note from mariah high

Good weed get me high, other drugs make me die

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

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up