This is a song about "I can fix your situation"

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

(dude, can i get your autograph?)

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

Cause i can rock my flag, in any type of situation

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

Your situation becomes rocky, you drag a pal low

Just another product of this matrix

Soon as the bass kicks, i need a fix

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

And i gotta get my fix

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

These rats can fix my handicap

Only thing that can fix me is the omen approaching

It's temporary lust you need an in showing

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

How about another day i fix this?