This is a song about "Lloyad banks"

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

The river of death has brimmed his banks

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Or closed casket for our troubles

You heard banks was crackin skulls

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Like im a male nurse, check my purse, you know i got big banks,

And there's little to be glad for

And on the banks of this river

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

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

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

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes