This is a song about "Monarchy aristocratic oligarchy democracy roman consuls roman senate checks nd blances"

Korrupt kats that's jocking me, poverty, possibly a oligarchy economy

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

You in the past me and future on the same watch

Im cashin the checks subliminal charge,

The golden roman, an omen caused erosion

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

Invent things like spaceships, diamond baguette bracelets and earn a few pay checks.

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Coming at each other's throats so perfectly just like how every lock has it's own individual key.

Get into pop even nicki, minaj with her roman follower/ not me i wanna be a prodigy/

Cashing checks, making money, rinse and repeat is all i did

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen

The cars, the cane, the women swimmin in sin 'nd linen