This is a song about "Women money guns"

I wanted them on my debut, but they ain't wanna listen

Due to our appearances, cash, 'n women,

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

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

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

But i dont carry guns

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Looking at these women

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*)

Looking at these women

All the girls really want is fun