This is a song about "Earn"

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Each day you earn only a couple bucks

Cos i have to earn and pay for my intellectual losses...

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

I earn plaques spit attacks sharp as tacks

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

I killed my manager with an iron

Girl like u mess with boy who earn...

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Invent things like spaceships, diamond baguette bracelets and earn a few pay checks.

Those fucks didn't learn, so you see, you get what you earn.

My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn

But something gets my nerve lit, a feeling i'd never earn shit

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Not what he beats to earn or sell-on, on the streets, his eyes heaped,