This is a song about "I m gettin money and ridin in tha 6 4"

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

My and my 10 brothers dont have money for tha bail. it's hell,

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4

And i remember long ago when you was ridin' my dick,

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

My niggas in their crews, they gettin' money, shottie blasts,

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Low income no bills getting paid

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Another round what the song say

Ridin' down the highway

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven