This is a song about "Matthew banks"

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

I get more from banks than aunt vivian

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

The river of death has brimmed his banks

Another day as i step out the door

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

Like im a male nurse, check my purse, you know i got big banks,

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Banks fail and get billion-dollar bail-outs, it's sad to call it,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Im out here trying to fill up banks like uncle phil