This is a song about "Banks and tractors"

You heard banks was crackin skulls

Shout out my nigga miles

And i'm dizzy and spinning

I snatch your girl if you're slipping

You never play with young boys cause they never private

Banks fail and get billion-dollar bail-outs, it's sad to call it,

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Something worth dying for

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Now it's time to eat

And kill yourself and your clique

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

I call it speaking tongues

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Like im a male nurse, check my purse, you know i got big banks,