This is a song about "Highschool money gold swag bitches"

I know that cars and gold bars can bring in bitches and dough,

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Spiritual, fool's gold

But for long time i had gone cold

Early adapters agree they all late

Joining clubs in highschool so they can debate

Thot in highschool naw we ain't knew that

Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this