This is a song about "Johhny cash"

If you knew my past and you knew my cash

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

Seems like you hating on the people getting cash

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

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Group of white boys came out, their pockets rich in cash

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Let my angel sing

See cash rule everything

Cause you're most likely to crash

Me i got a nice house, car and some cash

Feelings dont matter when it comes to cash

No one-half and i hate math