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

Get it back and shit

Cant even make a profit

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock

Livin' inside a box, but i make a sick profit,

This is like love, that you can never get

Get that h-i cus c simeon got risin stock/

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Corporations lock the nations, populations know the same profit,

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Come-on mr. fool show me what you got , seems like you don't know anything about rapping at all

Drops there jaw in aw!like a stock marketer watching the stock market fall