This is a song about "Make it rapping and getting all this money smoking get stress away"

Put the money in boxes and sell it and still make profit,

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Back at it again all this money that i spend

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

I need to get out there soon, the cash is getting away

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

I make money to get by but the governments taxin it,

All the money in the world can't take this pain away

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

Get away from the stress of life

Hop in and let me test drive

And all that stress in the ghetto, it has you flexing the metal bitch,

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage