This is a song about "Illuminatti on my mind money"

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

I exited my room, i had death on my mind.

The glare makes me hard to find

Days go on and your still in my mind

Don't you know that im cold ...money gold on my mind

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

Ill just get my money then clock the fags on my block

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

You was always on my mind

Not the money on my mind looking for a time when all when my talent shall it rise.

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

That i have enough time to write whats on my mind.