This is a song about "Me being rich"

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

Diagnose/ me for being a maniacal fanatic

See originally i was free before being cool was just being me

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Guess i cant be me or not being me

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Im rich and lazy i don't chase the paper it just chases me

Without being able to see the beauty, that's flashing by around me,

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

Until the cops vigorously assaulted me, wasn't fair that the rich kids taunted

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Not being with her makes me feel shitty.