This is a song about "Billions"

[b] better be broadcasting billions of my beats and bops, baby,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

I take home billions and pay my workers eight bucks an hour,

You know when your homie barely blink, he just done powder

I take home billions and pay my workers eight bucks an hour,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

The hitman's job, slaying villains in the millions, fuck maybe billions,

With a note there and im thinking of reading

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

Look at billions we've invested in our "homeland security",

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely