This is a song about "Money bags teens green gold awesome"

Drug-induced teens hear killing and go renegade,

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

Don't you know that im cold ...money gold on my mind

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

To get the green into my hands, the money trees i recognize,

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Catch you up on places i've been

Fuckin' teens need protection,

In you brain money is the game.. this green got me higher then a plane

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

I thought that all the green gold had finally gone to my head,

I want millions of body bags

To all the frauds stop faking, relax