This is a song about "Keep out"

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

I keep my money neat takin ladies out for a treat

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I keep trying to figure it out why you don't wanna be with me

You should keep an eye out for who's around on the street

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

If u keep takin dollars out they pants

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Keep it real yo, keep it keep it real,

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Dollars can't keep u out of debt

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet