This is a song about "Cash and no pussy"

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

Work that pussy out you wont need no gym

Uh hip hop legend no need to pretend, lots of cash and fame

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

Pussy niggas sod's nigga and nothings changed

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Get up and bite you must be a pussy

All these pussy go up and down.

The fourth one, i like to kick around

Lying to yourself, all over an image

And realize ur pussy bitch.

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

What i spend my cash on, my nikes and big tees

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears