This is a song about "Wherea my money"

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Kiss my ass, cuz my ass made this money.

Love my women with high heels and high standards

Money got my fam going back words

Striking her with blows he bellowed “where’s my money?”

Light girls if it's black they attract to usually

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

U took all my money and ran away...

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

When they know how

My money don't fold now

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Money in my pockets

Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin