This is a song about "Guns drugs money and sex"

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

Fuck rappin' about smokin' drugs, they hurtin' your lungs, tons, of guns.

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

Amen, they say you only live once

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs