This is a song about "Economic systems"

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

With shitty education systems, why can we not make a dime?

All systems ready for take off, please stand by

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Survival is endless i've learned from the game systems

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Cause the systems labeled me worthless and a fucking joke,

Your bitch like to suck a nigga up until she choke

Mo county, va, show is over, encore

So instead of fucking up there systems more,

My spitting systems are run by hidden pistons

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

I'm talking about the rigged systems, we're lashing in rage,

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

Stay/ they released a monster in pain / and the systems to blame.