This is a song about "I got more mon"

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear

I got more murders on my hands than john has deer

My garage full of cars that bounce

I got more gold, shinin in my mouth

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Something i should of, kept more #attention to before i got consumed/

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

Get to the point like a prism i got more wisdom then

So i can start this freestyle, got more rhymes than there's crops

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek

I got more wins then legs on a fuckin centipede

Hurling myself at an easel, i got more endurance than a diesel

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material