This is a song about "Blood oil economy"

Right flows down and they might go nice

Steal from the rich, snake oil to deceive

Intervals polluting the economy/

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Korrupt kats that's jocking me, poverty, possibly a oligarchy economy

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Bota da beep bota, booming economy

Never did we think we'd have this weak of an economy,

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Circulate the economy better than any can/

It's all too black for me to blame it on the man

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

My flow makes the economy, rise higher than our nations bureaucracy,

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Reduction in quality by economy swallows me