This is a song about "Cash crops"

Got a lotta cash like johnny cash, call me folsom

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Got the crops growing beautifully,

Cash is overflowing

And the reason that i'm going

I get it, you got cash,

Baby, you got that super bass

How the fuck you wipe your ass

And i'll proceed to throw this cash

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

Cause the economies hungry for cash

Cash money, financial

Ass need a saddle

I'm doing the same thing

See cash rule everything