This is a song about "All dat money"

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

So imma chase money all day

It. those who support me are all lucky cuz that's pure money.

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Music girls and money yea that's what its all about, all about

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

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

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

I ain't bullshittin', i am chris barch here

And i can't help but stare, cause

Money mayhem got them niggas all goth

That i have all the money

Blow up on this society