This is a song about "Mikey root"

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

The root of all evil's what i'm chasing with no patience

Money is the root of evil, they'll die for a piece of paper,

They shoot you over that paper, its just survivalist human nature

And it tried to run away but "sikey mikey" dragged it back

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

But make sure if they do see

I'm just trynna be like mikey.

I grew up with no dad, and that's the root of this behavior,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

At the root of the tree that isaac newton

So all that other shit you on dead, burial

Money is the root of all evil

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

Give them bitches the boot if they can't perform the square root