This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

And we gettin' money, over here,

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I got money mind and money on my wrist

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

The reason why they had to give me a deal

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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free