This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Enforce, i'm elegant and

And big money like hulk

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

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

And still got my nike boots

And they're robbing our money for tax

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

Take my bus and bust down money

But five years from now i bet she see

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

And when theres booze their is boobs

My direction good, well-rounded type

Enticed on money and vices alike,

And all women who had light features, see

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.