This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Fuck the money and public opinion

Can’t you see just how long my run

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Me and you just need to talk a bit

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit

With plenty of money and women

Just to match the grind with precision

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

Still got my nike boots

Couple grand when i rock the night

Enticed on money and vices alike,

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks

And they're robbing our money for tax

Young money like drake and nicki

It's no longer a new jack city