This is a song about "Weed sex money drugs"

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

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

Good weed get me high, other drugs make me die

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

No money, power, or drugs,

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

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs