This is a song about "Better show my"

This shit ain't nothing new though

Aint never let my cash show

Few chips, i get out n' spray

Better hide when my bombers play

Think you can do it better? then show me

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

That's why she ignore my flowers

They better work my every nerve

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Just to show my love too astound,

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

So get ready for my rap show

You better know my name

So much to say a scrabble game

Who must i show, to bust my flow

Your girlfriend want to follow