This is a song about "I m rich"

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

I don't dream about the girls and making it rich,

I'll tell you baby that we're through

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such