This is a song about "Chopppa and money"

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

I just want somebody i can see

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

And they're robbing our money for tax

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Buzz it, like my very first day in here

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Almost lost my life to the industry

This is something different

And big money like hulk

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

Enticed on money and vices alike,

Young money like drake and nicki

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see