This is a song about "529 savings account"

Marathons writing songs on daylight savings time

It took time -- but finally the cash was mine

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Then i plough my girl, my dick deep in ribs

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

Here's my account, son, of why i rap so good,

I'm talking first place, ten stacks in your account

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

And i be countin' money till i pass out

We rap for pink slips, loser deletes their account

But i'm not gonna do that until you begin to pass out

Mike, you think i'll mike out/ but i got you bank account, what do you doubt/

Hes a bellend in the nation, thats got a very poor bank account situation,cant afford to

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

You mistreated how magic is supposed to be used instead of savings

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks