This is a song about "Money and birches"

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

To my gunfulfillin' my destiny

Take my bus and bust down money

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

So nevermind the money. and nevermind the fame.

And big money like hulk

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

U stole my money bread and dough

This summer gone be mine though

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

I don't know, obviously i disappear

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Randy don't always talk about money and drug