This is a song about "Balling and money"

I just had to ask, tell me if it's real

And we gettin' money, over here,

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Fuck the money and public opinion

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

With plenty of money and women

Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

For the money and power they've been concealin'

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

And they're robbing our money for tax

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

And cash money supermarket like seth,