This is a song about "Broke rich"

And i'm convinced we're broke,

Since i was left with no hope

But deep down, i don't really like you bitch

Nothins stopping me from being rich

You work the bitch

Thats it we getting rich

When i'm on it, on it like my job

If skill was wealth you'd be broke

Life's too short to not go for broke

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

To get rich and famous,

Rub the wood and ima show em love

I get confused when i'm not rich

And that's why they called you bitch

That bitch fresh at rich flesh

I don't fear death