This is a song about "Bank rabbits grilled cheese"

And tricks will pull stunts on you out their hats like jack rabbits,

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

I got so much in the bank

That we can't forget the past

And the 9th is on the track bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Formed crust, two rabbits fucking in a bush,

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Whatever it takes to live and stand

Im focused on a bigger bank

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I'm sure to get rich

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Getting bank and that is literal

As i light one for ill will