This is a song about "I gat money"

Phoma you'd be great just keep the (pop) gat

Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Doin wat i do is not a sin i always keep a stray gat in the bin

But i gotta get it gotta focus on that money

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

I keep my money neat neat

I making money everywhere i go

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

I got money mind and money on my wrist

But now my shakin' hand's in his face with a gat

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

Check my letter i got christmas money,

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey