This is a song about "I will cash you out at the till"

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

Try to get out, i doubt you will find the handle

You will be out of cum before the christmas, mate

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

They worship the ground i walk on, though i'm harder than cement

I got a beautiful girlfriend i will love her till the world end

Never will i be, you look at me breathlessly yea.

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Will i win or will lose, depression gang-bangin till i bruise

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

I need to get out there soon, the cash is getting away

See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

I will live for aslong as we are together till the ends of the earth and beyond

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part