This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

And they're robbing our money for tax

A far reach from them rap dudes

And when theres booze their is boobs

If you ever feel alone and

And big money like hulk

Still got my nike boots

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

A sister with big boobs and tight ass and a brother who go in 4th class

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs

"money and blood don't mix