This is a song about "Matt coins"

Your outta coins in this rap game ima plow you like a freight train

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Coins flyin out my pockets my nigga thats what i loose

Its ok matt you can think of her while your sleeping

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time