This is a song about "Making money in 2003"

A ghetto in the making.

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Don't want to be the king

While im in the making

Making money in manillas, but buying food stamps with a vista

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

We think making a bunch of money, is what it means to succeed,

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

And last but not least please don't tell no one

Making dudes look like clowns in comparison.

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Dropping bombs while reciting my work in making

Could do it in ike's dormitory

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Im in it for the money

Shit with our whole family