This is a song about "Monarchy monopoly monogamy monologue bisect"

Fuck a tape, fuck your broad

Of my inner monologue

Oh, you wanna play music monopoly?

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Trapped into life's board game called monopoly

We disinfect then check the monologue, turn your system up

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

With two glocks cocked just a couple more blocks and i'll stop my monologue

Brooklyn boy get plenty love, on the turnpike with my philly broad

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

This monopoly of bloody fangs,

Throwin cash like monopoly,

On they twitter writing novels, see

I'd buck-a-rude rapper but i've got the monopoly.

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money