This is a song about "Make money for my family"

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

I make food for the family, go back to insanity

I tore my family apart, sin by sin. in my head it happens limb for limb.

Is to be more than just a rap musicianthe elevation of today's generation

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

For me and my people loyal to the family

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Money aint my motive, my art isn't for a gallery

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Thats why i got love for everybody in my family

I make more money now than both my parents combined still,

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

I pray for my family

And they can't see the tragedy