This is a song about "Money and boobs"

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Young money like drake and nicki

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Turn money into diamonds and gold

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

And they're robbing our money for tax

And cash money supermarket like seth,

They at the same spot they making no progress

Still got my nike boots

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

"money and blood don't mix

Cdg shit match my kicks

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

Once as a slave who imagined being free

For the money and power they've been concealin'

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin