This is a song about "Mario robbed a bank"

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Rob a bank, i'd drive for my motherfuckin' nigga

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

22 dollars in my pocket, and a hundred in the bank

Still i'm mackin i'm rackin up a fuckin bank vault too

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

In a convoy to the bank

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

Hes a bellend in the nation, thats got a very poor bank account situation,cant afford to

Need some money?break the bank

I’m coming back like light-skin and