This is a song about "Golddigger for the cash"

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

His ass'll go splat if he don't just pass over the cash

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

No cash for paint, i look great when beef on the plate,

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Consumin' all your cash for their own priorities

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Cash rules everything, even rules the future

Somewhere right now for cash there is a crime.

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

But, i'm not in this for the cash, no i'm no shark