This is a song about "Flippin tha money"

Of your memories in tha dozen

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

The media just loves to portray it, flippin', poppin' shit,

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

No chatter, turn ya behind, and flippin ya bladder

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Sublime player of hearts to tha beat

While you pretendin, you niggas so pretentious

I've written this shit, flippin' the script but i'm such a menace,

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Wrecking ball is gonna be tha nations anthem

He flippin to the bars so i'm only raising mine

Wolf gang pete and gon' live, running outta time