This is a song about "Life money gang chains diamonds"

On some mafia shit but i ain't fucking with that gang life

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Turn money into diamonds and gold

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

But never once in a gang

Just take control if you can

Of a wolf gang gang bang

So if i talk down to a man

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

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

I want the diamonds and the chains and hoes in abundance,

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits