This is a song about "Growing up making money my boy bpatt and duschene my fam"

But ignite the lighter making my rhymes like fire and ice/

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

I'm constantly providing for my fam and i'm earning checks,

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Git out my face looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

I got money mind and money on my wrist

Foamposite max like i'm out of wake forest

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Get outta my face, looking boy

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Its all bout music with stunning words and making you my minion

The world looking out, they on the front row

U stole my money bread and dough

Take my bus and bust down money

I reel them in, goadomes on see