This is a song about "Billions"

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

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

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

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I done came too far to regard me as the regular

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

Oh you mad ‘cause i’m stylin’ from the city of power

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

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

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