This is a song about "Bitches money cars bling"

When i'm working for certain, i'm hurting the game

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Bitches cars and clothes depicted to those who are famous

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Get money then bitches

Cause bitch, i'm big business

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes