This is a song about "Fucking money sports"

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Yup money talks, but for you money walks

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

Feels like i went on a pregame sports killin spree/

Compared to "them" you're making baby money

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I heard that time is money

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

How the fuck you gon' lose money when money works for you?

Than the muse of a family

I ain't got no money,