This is a song about "Life and no money and rap"

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

And simplify my life to keep my eyes on rap and write?

I put it down your throat

Beats and rap change my life, no joke

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

I rape verses and fuck rap from behind, but i'm no criminal,

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

No, i just carry on, and make life good and live it up,

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny

Your life story? you had to rap a part one and two?

Even though she make it hard for me to see you

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

I made a dare rap project and ever since, no quits