This is a song about "Making tons of money"

See me and hope i'm intoxicated or slightly faded

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

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

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

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

I making money everywhere i go

And young money,and everyone else making yall dummies

My bitch roll the kush: we smoking japanese

Because there ain't no coming back from that

The way we making money on some stupid shit

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

50 shades of clay, tons of reasons why i’m mr. may.