This is a song about "Money dont matter"

Cerebral blood splatter and brain matter

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

You see, i dont listen to pleas, no matter how you beg you wont get to me.

I said i'm hurting her

Or my parade for that matter

Years for that matter, but no matter the matter

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Then turn around and fuck one more like it dont even matter

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

(it dont matter they just go back to the old whip)

I got to a dissing habit dont matter who i defeat

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

Be set back, i dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap