This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Take my bus and bust down money

But i kinda like your company

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

With plenty of money and women

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Fuck the money and public opinion

Me and my microphone could be one

For the money and power they've been concealin'

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

And we gettin' money, over here,

Young money like drake and nicki

Hopin' that my niggas see

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

You rap about selling weed and money schemes