This is a song about "I m on my mac book raping away wishing the millions would come my way"

Until the day the name engraved on my gravestone fades away

He's a buster anyway, i can take him any day

Good love then i can do that for her

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

Washed away the mirror, out my mouth come random shit

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

And to regain my strength would take more than taking the kryptonite away

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

Riches haven't come my way, no matter what i try

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

The one who i would cherish, and im puttin on my best.

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

I was born at the bottom, on my way to the top

I go to bed reading my book

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