This is a song about "Making fun of"

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Old school convos, talking bout lotto, spreading advice, always a lot of fun

I drew designs for consumer's minds so in time

Make fun of me and yell at me well fine

Picture a place that they exist, together

Everyday day at school people makes fun of her,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Make fun of my raps, it was an expression

We made fun out of our jazz talks

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

So here i am at the store for some chips

So now they making millions off of prisons

Making love to a professor of divinity

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

We're fucking redneck crackers, making fun of the shit,