This is a song about "Industrialization and big business"

Your friends wit snitches and that gives us suspicion bout you in business.

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

To mash those difficult

And big money like hulk

I got clowns on my hit list and start rapping now to business

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

And whoever the villain is, is none o f your business,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

And my dick is just that big!

I'mma make it rain trick

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

And isn't it ironic how they went out of business after this

Fell asleep in first class

Big tits and a big ass

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

What happened to mind your business and shut your mouth