This is a song about "Cash that"

Got a lotta cash like johnny cash, call me folsom

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Cash rules the kids that can't hold their name

Cause the economies hungry for cash

See youse a nasty girl, wit yo fine ass

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

I remember i had no cash, had ta steal that shit up in public bathrooms.

The people that you mug, you know they're fresh out of cash,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

But i gather that cash like hacka shack

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

Fuck it, im leaving

See cash rule everything