This is a song about "Money and boobs"

And when theres booze their is boobs

And my weed man should just sell flutes

But i like you like..like a lil bit

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

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

Hustle for money and making livings

But the battle ain't over till the black man sings

Young money like drake and nicki

You a lady boss, now you fly free

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Get money like trump and rappas alike

A far reach from them rap dudes

You aint strapped like saggy boobs