This is a song about "Making bare dollar"

The drama i could barely bare it

Then play you all my latest shit

Bare-naked bedroom bouncing better than bunnies

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

No, not on top but down there

Boxed a square but his still bare

Hella proper, my garment is propeller of chopper

I guess you're the reason women earn 75 cents to the dollar!

Making dollar bills out of music

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name

The noise became over whelming for him to continue on to bare,

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there