This is a song about "I feel like im to rich"

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Wait,why i suppose to feel like this,

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

I got so many bars i feel like im in a jail cell

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

I feel like i want to explode like a nuclear plant

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

Sometimes i feel like i really want to punch them all

And red alert was puttin in work, with chuck chillhad my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real

Like your a machine without a heart your working , like im talking , and telling you how i feel

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Makes me feel like im flying

Its just my ergs/ to feel flow like current/ im shocked like im wordless/

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich that's just how i feel

When you're sittin' on the top, it's hard to hear you from way up here