This is a song about "Blowin money"

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Life is blowin' in the wind, words of a clever poet,

Blowin/ out lava from my pen, the liquid volcanic

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Write and same time blowin reef.

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

Blowin out my mouth smoke clouds yo i'm faded

Breeze blowin, takin my worries away.

She can't know where my mother stay

Back up on my fly shit

Off the rocker, blowin toxic,

Blowin smoke slow like hoes throwin crack in the cart

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard