This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Top ranked, number one my son

Fuck the money and public opinion

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

Mariah tunes and five flutes

And my weed man should just sell flutes

And when theres booze their is boobs

Turn money into diamonds and gold

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Young money like drake and nicki

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

And still got my nike boots

I was like damn girl nice boobs,