This is a song about "Currency in 1786"

Third degree, hurrying currency urgently

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

A lil, signed, sealed, delivered

In every thought, in every word

Another fuckin pass and see / the ball go in you call that currency

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Catch you up on places i've been

I get in where i fit in.

Watch you in,watch you in, watch you in, im in for the win

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys

In a private jet while i'm walking in

High off life? my nigga not even