This is a song about "Carpenter ants"

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

The sweetness is overflowing just hope that i do not get ants

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

I got that same hunger, rock-a-fella chain hunger

I'm a car renter nailing these tracks i'm a carpenter

Attack these little ants, under right circumstance

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks