This is a song about "All that fucking money"

I want it all... all of the money

A happy home, that's my fantasy

But i'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat

This shit cost money and i'm always fucking broke,

So imma chase money all day

Back in the motherfuckin bay

Back at it again all this money that i spend

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Spending all my money on lids

So here i am at the store for some chips

I hear you talking all that fucking shit man,

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

Can't even rhyme without nigga--money and all that