This is a song about "Young buck"

Fuck you i'll buck you you suck too

Cause when i make this stew

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Your saying i suck, well fuck, i guess its my bad luck, mister buck,

Before i buck lead and make a lot of blood shed

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

This coupe-i'm... in, highway about a buck fifty

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

These lame crooks just tryna make a quick buck off of faith,

No matter what i try to make a quick buck,

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Not gonna pass the buck 'cause it's not cannabis

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Young money young money yeah we getting rich