This is a song about "Cookie money"

Blow trees like a hurricane

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Let me rideuntil i get free

I run for the money

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

Looka the way the cookie crumbles... its heading you way.

To legitimize the prize money

But make sure if they do see

Getting to the money

Its a war with the enemy

If i can make them money

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Tryin' to be strong and in the process, keep you goini'm bout to lose my composure, i'm gettin' close

But your nothin' but a cookie cutter, no tone, no throne, you're an amature and it shows