This is a song about "Cash me out bitch"

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Took my items to the cash stand, and pulled out my change

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas//

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Let that bitch give me head and kick her out of the damn house

I know it hurt but life's not perfect

Dare me some cash? not freezing wrinkle, fear drift

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

Tell me, would you brag about the cash, you've never had it,

Tryna rule all the cash around me, but it's not easy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Got a lotta cash like johnny cash, call me folsom

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Shitting his stock of cash out his ass