This is a song about "Forex trading"

I used to look up to middle-class kids for trading places,

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Many faces, trading places, diggin' graves, slaves patient,

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

I used to look up to middle-class kids for trading places,

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

This harbour's run for trading ships with kiss 'em redemption

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin