This is a song about "Dough boy"

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

I know sounds like the usual shit, the riches and dough,

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Flippin' up dough on the mat like gymnastics,

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

I know sounds like the usual shit, the riches and dough,

Hit the mall up gotta spend some other dough

See, it's something about commitment though

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

I'm missing out, on making some of that dough.

You collect foodstamps, i get dough

Hit the club she drop it low

You haven't flowered loco

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough