This is a song about "Black money"

Hustle for dis country money

You a lady boss, now you fly free

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

Getting to the money

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

Black as black like the blacktop/

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

A white guy tranna act like a black

Snapple fact: you rather wack

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Who happens to be black

I'm about to snap

How to get my rent money

We're living in a fantasy