This is a song about "Big money"

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Getting to the money

Shit with our whole family

And my name too big, and my gang too big

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

Light girls if it's black they attract to usually

Another love song about shit

Music is money, money isn't music

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

And big money like hulk

I heard that time is money

We're living in a fantasy