This is a song about "Broke girl like man with money"

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Like mitt, rom-ney, with his fuck-ing dumb, mon-ey.

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

Money can change a girl from a poor to a whore

Cuz golly, you done made it through the fight while squabbling ali

Rap skills known to be good like the man with the real cali

This shit cost money and i'm always fucking broke,

Need a clear mind cause i been blind, got me goin' down that road

But the money don’t stack, man money overlap

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

Fuck dirty money man my cash is clean, everybody braggin how they rap with speed

You need to get involved at the university level, like where freud studied

Jobless, broke—man forget about the prospects

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends