This is a song about "Collecting"

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Im just rapping and living and then collecting the dividends

It's the rise of the reaper, collecting lost souls,

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

And start collecting happiness like i took the devils oath.

That im collecting your debt, demons up in heaven,

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

Never respecting only collecting

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

Im just rapping and living and then collecting the dividends

Poor white people seen as trailer trash collecting fed checks,

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

The government collecting my taxes, i stand up in rage