This is a song about "Girls and cash"

And i got that drive and she just might crash

If you knew my past and you knew my cash

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

And if you or anyone else ever comes near my cash

And cash money supermarket like seth,

They at the same spot they making no progress

But i let off everything i have

And i'll proceed to throw this cash

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Boys and girls, stop staring at the pearls.

The white boy blossomed after dre endorsed him

Powerpuff girls and invader zim

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers