This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Trying hard to speak and

And big money like hulk

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

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Young money like drake and nicki

Bitch, they call it motor city

All we do is work white, sorta like a dentist

I got money mind and money on my wrist

Enticed on money and vices alike,

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

I was like damn girl nice boobs,

Still got my nike boots

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy