This is a song about "Fuck the money"

Its a war with the enemy

To legitimize the prize money

But i kinda like your company

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

On they twitter writing novels, see

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Not hungry for my poetry

Anint shit funny, for the money

That i have all the money

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Where's your bars about money? for fuck sake you're from america,

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

One night love: i'mma need that

The money, i spent it.