This is a song about "Money and truth"

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Sit back and ingest the truth//

Young money like drake and nicki

Like hoes down in magic city

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Take my bus and bust down money

Turn money into diamonds and gold

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Gently through and through, truth is truth, harsh or loose, leave a bruise,

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

My god is the truth and light

Take her on a long ride

"money and blood don't mix

I only got four minutes

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

And that might come off surprising but i swear it's the truth