This is a song about "Hook the finer things"

And if anyone disagrees, you know the hook, just say it

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Its the things that i hate

She self made, i'm self made

I'm shook, right hook to the heart and i'm praying i'm going to make it

Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit

Hangs it by the hook in the wall, looking in awe,

To liberate yourselves, africa

My money like a senior, watch it graduate

*stuck on hook, but i like the rest, comment would be great*

And the the things we're still demanding;

And getting money is the song i sing

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel

Ghosts in the hook so damn real