This is a song about "Cash cannon"

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Imagine a loose cannon, lacking the balls to shoot

Cause you're most likely to crash

Feelings dont matter when it comes to cash

Throwin cash like monopoly,

You a lady boss, now you fly free

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Then we cut, look how she say my name

I’m the king of rock

Release the song, cash the lot

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Throwing faggots to the wolves y'all niggas is some cannon fodder

Bring your pen and your weed stash

I get it, you got cash,