This is a song about "Financial aid"

My rhymes aid your decomposition,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

Financial collaps, well, the rich are in the clear

Cash money, financial

Ass need a saddle

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

Cause when i get done you might need more than a first-aid kit

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

That's nothing nice, living trapped up inside this financial bubble,

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

So much pressure on the poor with financial problems aint that pleasant