This is a song about "Lost others fouls rules news patience"

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

And god knows i have no patience

Fuck everything? i wanna be rich, i guess i've lost my patience,

But i ain't had none in a while i need your aspirations

Cash rules everything, even rules the future

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Money is the basis, ain't nobody got patience

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

The fouls here are flagrant

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

The richest place on earth

Educate the others

Its cold as shit in this booth

To end up on the news