This is a song about "Football and money"

And we gettin' money, over here,

But reality shows ain't real

Must be something you want me to see

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

In order to be a jock wear cool socks and be on the football team and get lean

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

I don't sprint just boost when i feel

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

I got money mind and money on my wrist

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

Young money like drake and nicki

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see