This is a song about "Money cash"

Got a lotta cash like johnny cash, call me folsom

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

And my niggas all the same

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Capitalistic mental, money and cash is still sick essential,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

Fuck dirty money man my cash is clean, everybody braggin how they rap with speed

This nigga a skank you need to know you're way below my ranks

I finally have some money man, most of the cash that flows through my hands

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,

It was just the four of us uptown corners

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Like money, cash, and shit all was real