This is a song about "Hack money"

And hack your wack ass in 3 imagine me

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

With a sack of your ash an a steak knife i used to hack off your ass.

Hopin' that my niggas see

How to get my rent money

My wallets empty my ass is broke, smoke all this weed till i hack and choke

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

Another snack to hack, i'll put it on the body stack,

I'm bout to put the battle in hack,

My four-four's givin payback

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Another snack to hack, i'll put it on the body stack,

We will hack and cough till we choke

Here nigga on the road