This is a song about "Lloyad banks"

Or closed casket for our troubles

You heard banks was crackin skulls

Banks fail and get billion-dollar bail-outs, it's sad to call it,

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Know it good when she go no hands

The river of death has brimmed his banks

That i got sexy ladies so back up some more

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

Would be pleasant if the banks didn't fuck my loans

This is oh so much like getting votes

Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit

Decides everything, the wall street banks, no they're loving it,

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes