This is a song about "Money and boobs"

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Turn money into diamonds and gold

Why me, i say it cause we number one

Fuck the money and public opinion

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

And they're robbing our money for tax

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit

Because there ain't no coming back from that

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

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

I got money mind and money on my wrist

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

Still got my nike boots

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

And we gettin' money, over here,