This is a song about "All dat money"

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Creates this so called obama-care, takin' all the tax payer's money

So sad you had to miss your mom' s prom

He's all expensive like dat nylon

Take all money away...

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

But i get you, i bang with you the long way

U took all my money and ran away...

Is it this black mercedes

Sprouted all these money trees

So imma chase money all day

So they taught me to spray

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

She don't even need a job, got one anyways