This is a song about "I made my money"

I spend all my money, fuck the charity

But times i'm so serious you think i'm silly

I need something to hold fuck that passive aggression

When i became eleven. same age i made my first confession,

I treat my money like its sacred

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

It was my home by i made die

That's the window into the sky

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

I gets money,aint it's funny how we made it!

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

So i guess that's where i hide my things

I got money dripping from my pockets.