This is a song about "Greediness and being a little jerk"

It's whack but i don't wanna lose to a jerk

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

He forgot about his work,just like a jerk

I heard a bump and a little shake, a lot of noise.

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Get a little bit a this and bitches cannot catch me

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

I had visions of growing old and being a grandfather,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Well then you're a contradiction, or maybe just a jerk

Blow up and being in a position

My talent should take me places i've never been