This is a song about "Making money all day"

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Compared to "them" you're making baby money

To look at you is painful, cuz i ain’t seen you naked

Cashing checks, making money, rinse and repeat is all i did

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Making sure that all the niggas see me

Your developmental league don’t see a team

I've been making the most money you've ever seen

The way we making money on some stupid shit

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute