This is a song about "Money and the power"

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Money equals greed, greed equals power,

Even with the money and the fame

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

I got the power, and the responsibility

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Money and power come to us through direct sales,

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Money, pussy, power, respect that's the shit that i want

Humanity has always been about the power

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

Screaming your name. money,power and the fame.