This is a song about "Lost wallet"

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

No narcotics in my pockets, only got 1 jackson in my wallet

You told me to get lost

All you need is your passport

Some jack you for your wallet with guns, like "where's it at faggot?"

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

You about as useful as a platinum wallet, you need to stop it,

With just twenty five bucks in his wallet

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

Call me diabolic best hand over your wallet

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

I drive that all around

Tossed n' lost in the lost and found.

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

The world in my wallet, the universe in my hand