This is a song about "Curry and money"

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

So dunn stay silent

And big money like hulk

Yo come get this destroyed for curry

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

For the money and power they've been concealin'

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

And they're robbing our money for tax

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

Hustle for money and making livings

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics