This is a song about "Money ain t shit to me"

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

And all women who had light features, see

Anint shit funny, for the money

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

It's a battlejust for tha big money

You motherfuckers aint shit to me