This is a song about "Loot"

Like "loot at me!", yeah that makes a lot of sense

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Fuck the constitution im a shoot em take over n loot em

From the system,we're made from,they cannot loot us from our existence

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Of course i'm robbin' too, i ain't got the loot to cop some shoes,

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

My pace scatters i've got loot like bankers

We're looking for stuff that we can loot for a buck, cause we're hungry for dough

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Scoopin up all the loot while im sippin on some matzah ball soup

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

I'll loot the profit first.. getting props for verbs.