This is a song about "Alot of money"

Money is the root of evil.

We don't believe you, you need more people

I wanna grow up rappin, makin bundles of money

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

But alot of shit that's happened since then

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,

You a buster talking alot of shit

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

With plenty of money and women

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Cause i tend to talk, alot of shit