This is a song about "I m the money man"

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

But the money don’t stack, man money overlap

Of course i sometimes dream about the fame, the money

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

Is written in our souls, africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

But once again i procrastinate for the money

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

I want it all... all of the money

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Atop the pyramid, i'm on my i m pei dreams