This is a song about "Fuck the damn world its like a hoal in the bottom of a can gotta get throw this shit"

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

I was on a bottom of the pile gettin' stomped

Out of the atmosphere, world in a bubble

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Same nigga from the bottom ain't a damn thing change

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

I'm doing this shit quid pro quo like a charity throw.

There's one last thing i want you to know about this girl i know *music ends*

Whether its a bong or a joint ill be draining it of contents, like im in the projects,

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

But we'll have a world that the children can live in

But i murder him first

Not a care in the world

Not a care in the world

Long as she come to me first