This is a song about "Millionaire"

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend

Imma be a self made millionaire you can tell a friend

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

In comparison to you, i'm a millionaire, dude

I made no money off of u but im still a millionaire.

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

I'm a millionaire, you on the dole!

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Call yourself a self made millionaire

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

It's that crack, give you something to sell

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one