This is a song about "Money in my pocket"

Can't find the mace in my pocket so i do an about face and

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Candy shop 50 cents in my pocket gimme it

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

Because there ain't no coming back from that

I got a laptop in my back pocket

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Keep a gram in my pocket,

Not a penny in my pocket all i had was a dream

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

I got a laptop in my back pocket

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Money in my pocket, success is in my eyes,