This is a song about "Bit coins"

I'll fuck those chicks in a bit

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Coins flyin out my pockets my nigga thats what i loose

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

And talk some more shit

Back off before you get bit

Tearing us apart bit by bit

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Murdering you, never hurt a bit

I work hard for everything i get

I wanna sip a lil bit

That's what i call it, it's full of shit