This is a song about "Golddigger for the cash"

I can’t stand no motherfucking hoover

Cash rules everything, even rules the future

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

First i have potential, now i got them answers

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

You better pray for your wallet, i'm coming for your cash

It's prestigious all the cash i made

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

And probably i'll resort to doin' shit for cash like breaking bad,

Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming

While the states are spraying kids with 'straying' clips for cash that's running

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

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

Somewhere right now for cash there is a crime.

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine