This is a song about "Mackin as gangsta i need of cash"

You'll see rhino as a prudent student of rap / i'll defuse the illusion of facts

I finally have some money man, most of the cash that flows through my hands

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Speaking of need, i need to go spark up the green

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

I don't need to battle someone who is dumb as a scum

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

Running out of ideas i need to retool

Baby, you got that super bass

Shitting his stock of cash out his ass

Its the penelty as i body bag at the end of the semesters fuck a label i don't need

Everybody's droppin' got me knockin' on heaven's doorand all my memories, of seein' brothers bleed