This is a song about "I want to be rich"

And hope to be rich and wealthy once i grow older,

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

I need to be saved cause i want to see heaven

I want to be the number 1 rapper in quebec

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

No girlfriends, i know a lot of bitches

You're the last slut i want to be with,

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

If loving you is wrong, than i dont want to be right.

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

You're on my mind more than i want you to be

We forever be real, we'll never fold

I just want to know, how does it feel to be cold,

But i want to be friends forever, to the end

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend