This is a song about "Money crystal"

Not hungry for my poetry

Getting to the money

Getting to the money

Blow up on this society

Hustle for dis country money

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Y'all say you're holding pistols here, now i see crystal clear,

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

Your voice sounds like you’re always on the crack and crystal,

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I put missiles through ships, this is as crystal as it gets

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Crystal-balling you... see you're harshly screwed up

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Animal instinct like hannibal lecter on crystal meth hits,