This is a song about "All about my cash"

Make my passion to critics ? backward opinions

Had some time to sit and think about all of my sins

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

This is what i want from my raps and what it's all about

My eyes only see deez, that's why i'm young and burnt out

But now invisible cells around your brain

My cash effected, my brain insane,

This is what i want from my raps and what it's all about

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

Bring it back, i ain't saying that i'm nas here

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Sticking my dick in a purse, cuz i love fucking with cash