This is a song about "Go naco care"

Says money in the air

Let em say i dont care

I don't care any more about spelling i care about ass kicking

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Dont care about the hate

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Just remember that i'll always care

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

But knowing that you care

And you just blew off like who don't care and it ain't fair cause i care.

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care