This is a song about "Greedy managers"

Thank god for the free thinkers, for you keep me in mind

I know it's greedy to lie, but i just needed to be liked

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

C.r.e.a.m of the planet, i grew up in streets controlled by greedy bandits

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

For this long, i've heeded to needs of the seedy, the greedy, left me in a rage

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

Sounds like the god you worship's greedy to me

I am not greedy i give to the needy

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

I don't share im greedy. call me selfish. bitch you don't wanna see me.

Im greedy when i eat, so my momma always late,

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol