This is a song about "Making money in 2003"

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Making dudes look like clowns in comparison.

Making money and living it swell just isnt cheap

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

We're living in a fantasy

In other words i'm getting money

Let my angel sing

I’m a star in the making

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

The way we making money on some stupid shit

And young money,and everyone else making yall dummies

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

While im in the making

Bun b, i’m underground king