This is a song about "Money and boobs"

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Fuck the money and public opinion

Touching on that ass, tryna get a feel

And we gettin' money, over here,

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

Still got my nike boots

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

The doctor has arrived just be patient

I got money mind and money on my wrist

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

And they're robbing our money for tax