This is a song about "Girls wanna talk to me cause i have money"

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

( its like, i never wanna talk about my issues cause i always-

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Guess i was easy to hit cause i had never talk much,

It's no longer a new jack city

But in my loneliness i talk to me;

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Money drug girls which one got me fucked next

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

I was starving, didn't have money to buy food

Rappers wanna battle me, i have to mail their heads back

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

I wanna spit something to have an impact for once