This is a song about "I got lot of mondy"

I got a lot of them, watch me back 'em up

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Yeah you know i've got a lot of motherfuckin' problems,

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

But i got a lot of stuff i ain't get to do yet

I no a lot of ppl out there

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Know there's a lot of artists but i got the best palette to destroy you

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

I have very short patience because a lot of rap's bad