This is a song about "Accidental pregnancy and getting fired"

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

And snitches be getting hunted like some witches

Getting hype to nirvana drinking guava and java,

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Getting bank and that is literal

Lady at the frank stand will

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Dad and mom are getting a divorce

Socialising and getting along

Haven't seen the world in so long

And i ain't getting breathless

She need now, she ain't never needed love