This is a song about "Lloyd banks"

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

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

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

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Im out here trying to fill up banks like uncle phil

And on the banks of this river

It's like you're my mirror

States the fate of an artist bent on brooklyn banks/

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

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

If we ain't right and always at the throats