This is a song about "Whores money music"

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

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Flub it when whores wound down

Going round, dunn clown

Music is my money, and i'll never stop until my system stops running

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

You was on a bed having intercourse with four whores,

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

Black fours red drop head doors

When i'm fucking with these whores

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force