This is a song about "Johhny cash"

Now that's what you call a game

My cash effected, my brain insane,

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

And i’m making a difference and i’m getting nice cash,

Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass

And i'll proceed to throw this cash

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Seems like you hating on the people getting cash

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

And cash money supermarket like seth,

You're acting hard like rappin' god's, like you're full of the cash,

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

If you knew my past and you knew my cash

Baby, you got that super bass

The people that you mug, you know they're fresh out of cash,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass