This is a song about "It s all about this money"

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

We about to blow it up, but we all started this as amateur,

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Joeyy's blowing all this money, i ain't tryna spend a little

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Ghetto politics, get money, spend it on the leathers all,

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

Music girls and money yea that's what its all about, all about

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

Creates this so called obama-care, takin' all the tax payer's money

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

He acted all mad about it but really it gave this faggot an erection

When i rhyme and spit /and write this shit and feel stuck in the darkness that im residing in