This is a song about "Bag full of money"

A book full of blank pages

Thought this was forever love

Zero options to choose

I'll enjoy my bag of booze

150 on my chain

I'm full of sin and shame

So rest your weary heart

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

This towns full of bull shit

In the midst of a fire pit

And gave you a bag of lays i hope they taste great

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

Cuz im stackin the money i got a bag of that sunny

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Everything is just full of shit.