This is a song about "Go naco care"

Woah there, woah there

Too much money to care

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

Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

I'm sprung and i don't care

Scream enough, and this bitch just doesn't care.

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Dont tie your hair

But knowing that you care

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

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

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

That my stomach's in need of emergency care,

Just remember that i'll always care

Years back you believed that the world was fair