This is a song about "Money ain t everything"

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Bitch, money is everything

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

See cash rule everything

Fuck it, im leaving

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Straight lane kiffen them

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

And the wrong time

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

My four-four's givin payback