This is a song about "Have y all backs"

While all those ships go tips(y)

Shout out bieber and nicki

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

I have all the thoughts in my head

It's moe, all i need is more chips

I have mastered all the relations

We all a little racist, and we all have a preference

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

No one man should have all that power

He went from moving that corner

That i have all the money

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

It seems thats all i have these days

We all human and we all have a prejudice

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live