This is a song about "Being salty"

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

Still salty? well if thats the case, you take the lead and i can chase

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

Of being of always getting wired

Fuck being counterfeit

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

U never being home,

She wanna be grown

About the way i'm feeling

For going on being

If you ain't about money

No i’m not being funny,

I’m being sarcastic,

Please get hip to that new d.c. shit