This is a song about "Whores drugs money"

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Before anything though, they're called bitches, punks and whores/

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

When i'm fucking with these whores

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

Innocent girls manipulated that i turned into whores,

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

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Go , leave her , cuz solo deals with such whores

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

Metronome, chilling with better whores

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

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

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

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Back like i never ever left in the first