This is a song about "Money and the power"

Even with the money and the fame

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

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

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

But we say the names, it's changing us, money and power,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

For the money and power they've been concealin'

I got the power, and the responsibility

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

So nevermind the money. and nevermind the fame.

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

And with the power of god, the devil doesn't wanna dance/

The nine gonna pop in silence with power

The ice ain't really nothing to her