This is a song about "Money and men"

Atl was tipping them

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

Rich white and black white-washed men/

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

Young innocent black men have to stop and freeze,

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

You invite men over and ask for it rough

And i ain't never plan to be famous

And i'm a just take another guess

And cash money supermarket like seth,

I got money mind and money on my wrist

They blast for me and i don't roll with no atheist

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

Grab out paper and pen, i'm breaker o' men, whoops...