This is a song about "Gross domestic product per capita gross domestic product unemployment rate consumer price index and inflation rate"

Gross homicide, both upside in a rose stride

If you something like paid you can fuck tonight

The ones who dont even love them, are in it to rate

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

Higher than my absentee rate

The proverbial lemonade that i made

I work hard for everything i get

Oh gross! she just had her period

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

On the hot block movin’ weight and hustlin’ mounds of product,

In the kitchen digital scales producing the product

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

Out makin' product move, cock and shoot, the most,

She payed me at a steady rate,

She self made, i'm self made