This is a song about "Money and birches"

Y'all hit the pen but y'all talk about crack and the money,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

And cash money supermarket like seth,

And i'm a just take another guess

Ran outside to see the big show

U stole my money bread and dough

Enticed on money and vices alike,

I know your man ain't lovin you right

Than the muse of a family

Take my bus and bust down money

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

I got money mind and money on my wrist

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

For the money and power they've been concealin'

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him