This is a song about "Cash money fake"

I get it, you got cash,

Baby, you got that super bass

Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Cause the economies hungry for cash

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

You need to get involved at the university level, like where freud studied

Fuck dirty money man my cash is clean, everybody braggin how they rap with speed

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

Fake rappers take money in favor of remaining true

I can barely wipe my ass

All bout the game, nothin bout the cash

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

Capitalistic mental, money and cash is still sick essential,