This is a song about "Money and ove"

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type

Get money like trump and rappas alike

"money and blood don't mix

They bringing me fish and chips

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

What them tippers don't see

Take my bus and bust down money

Hustle for money and making livings

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

And we gettin' money, over here,

She told me erything is real

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

We all dream one day we be kings and queens