This is a song about "Having more money than someone"

Find someone who is more than you

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

I think it's fucked up how, us rappers and athletes can make more money than a soldier at war

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

He don't do the same

No more money, no more fame

More than someone can hold or even see.

It's no longer a new jack city

I create more deaths than nicotine

Miami nights, it was all a dream

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating

Rap is easier than having rats to please with mac & cheese

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police