This is a song about "Honesty trust profit commitment"

Put the money in boxes and sell it and still make profit,

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

You busy selling eighths to make a profit

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

From those who defended the right to ascension among ideas of commitment

But if i flash to much/ i look to dangerous/ my mom knows the look in my eye, its lust/

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

And if i'm down with this banging shit

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

The only way for him to make a profit,

No lies i just wanna speak the honesty

I just want somebody i can see

"we instructed you to not democratize your honesty",

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

I'm doing shit i never might of did