This is a song about "Life money gambling"

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

For gambling wages, locked us in cages,

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

She's still gambling, got on hook

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

But i'm not a dummy, without money i'm stuck here for life

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Money come and money go still money problems addin up