This is a song about "Money flows"

My flows fucking cray cray

Got problems, what? i can't say

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Flows tight as 'tifah's blood stream

Everything i wanted never seem so close

The more battles the better the flows

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

With split muscles, spillin' curdling blood flows

When i deliver rivers of flows

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Ambassador of disaster controversy flows thought my vascular

They just be eager for money they ain't trynna jesus' mother

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Rappad gave me power to make dope ass flows,

Fuck your ratchet hoes, i kill the mic with spasmatic flows,

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most