This is a song about "Dont let money make you change"

I dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

This the life make it mine wont let you take the throne

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Peep game don't let the money make you change

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Like flappy bird dont let these bars hit you

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

Nigga, you pull over, fuck a rover range

You thinking did god do this to make yourself change

Dont fake it,your feminine raps wont let u make it

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

Dont make a peep now skeet skeet do start what you

Be set back, i dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag