This is a song about "Lackin on the money"

My words are a flame, but they disturb stuff in vain, claim my money on the top,

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

Suck her neck before i eat her like she's breakfast

I got money mind and money on my wrist

Getting to the money

We're living in a fantasy

Money on the floor, throw it on a broad

Should come with me to get your salad tossed

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

Spendin money on machines,

I said believe in your dreams

Enticed on money and vices alike,

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

Or the money you spend on all the action

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win