This is a song about "Money and demoralizing"

And they're robbing our money for tax

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

U stole my money bread and dough

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

For the money and power they've been concealin'

And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him

Take my bus and bust down money

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

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

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