This is a song about "A million"

Trying to get back to this thing called love

You broke my heart in a million pieces.

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

We walk into the room from a million different places

Twenty million with the end destination of a rapper, and,

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Mayweather, even i had a fight in a week, i make a million,

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

One in a million flash, a rehash

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash