This is a song about "Bitches money work minimum wage cars guns poverty bosses rich poor bills"

Working these menial jobs for this simple minimum wage,

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

Now look, don't make a grown nigga beg that ain't fair bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

I haven't blown yet, make minimum wage

They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars

And live in a cage imprisoned by the system of minimum wage,

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

Such a savage, come and ravage, black or white, rich or poor,

Peep gamedon't let the money make you change

I’m sick of busting my ass for this minimum wage,

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses