This is a song about "I am a milionair"

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

I am a storm so do the math.

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I am writing a song at velocity

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

I am not a criminal, bad and misunderstood

Shows to do, got record to sell

Momma said i am a hell

I am proclaiming a change see

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

I got something you've been waiting for

I am the light inside a firecracker

Like i am a weevil.

The root of all evil

But i am strong without a bat.

That we ain't never had