This is a song about "Having no fingers"

No having deals, you're broke as fuck, no stroke of luck staying true,

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Multiple middle fingers in the air

You got a baby boy or girl in there

I count 5 fingers between you and me

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Never been one to point fingers

He's fingers are tapping to

You know i’m better off without you

If you're discouraged stick those fingers up

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Cycles," "you're no michael jackson, i'm having

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring