This is a song about "Capitalism profit want wealth stock"

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

As my record label nitpicks at this

The most brokest cold stock broker winter solstice

So, just tell me something about yourself

Down on yourself cause i took your wealth.

I acted brainlessly, and did everything to gain wealth

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock

As long as we're cooperating with god

Not about the fame or the wealth,

Cause i can't seem to see myself

You busy selling eighths to make a profit

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that