This is a song about "Money girls getting shot going through the struggle being black"

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

I heard through the grape vines that you really thought you had a shot

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

I fucking hate this job

Call this the money shot

And expose the exposed, getting the file enclosed while i'm being

Put that on everything these other bitches anything

Going through the purse of your spouse

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

We're living in a fantasy

Getting to the money

While we going through the school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool