This is a song about "Fucking money"

I came up hungry

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

That's why i'm after this money

From curb surfingwe working the industry

I'll never be retro like a cool kid

Music is money, money isn't music

Im in it for the money

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Yup money talks, but for you money walks

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I run for the money