This is a song about "Helen keller"

But y'all already know,money is root of evil

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Everybody loves to root for a nuisance

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

But there's no hollow speak, you don't want to follow blyyk, believe me.

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Tied up no squeaks fed em for weeks in the cement cellar," heather i'm steve

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Let me take you down to my cellar

Money is the root of all evil

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

I think you swallow your brain is hollow

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Same bitches used to play me though

People walk around hollow