This is a song about "Money and birds"

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

Enticed on money and vices alike,

Shout out bobby on hundreds

My words, skillful like flying birds,

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

With plenty of money and women

I'm true to me, speak freely, call me daddy teaching you the birds and bees,

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Become all the ugly pretty mythical miracle birds

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money