This is a song about "God of money"

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god

Money is the root of evil.

We don't believe you, you need more people

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Funny amounts of money like monopoly

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

I tell you your a slob, you get the scorn of god,

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god

Money is the root of all evil

So all that other shit you on dead, burial

Mighty god of lightning, some call me zeus

One time for the girls with the right shoes