This is a song about "Building money"

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

Music is money, money isn't music

I'm building my name up, not building up cash

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

Incorporate this lyric to their everyday living

Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building

People love hodgy i hate you though

Enter the building through the window

I'm different, i'll twist the wicked ceiling off this little building,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

My anger keeps building

Listen, these niggas is tripping

A sinner not, i'm the building blocks, of which you want

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

The main freestyle king back in the building