This is a song about "Money keep callin"

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

Callin' your name, screaming and shouting you're way,

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

I'm callin the cops, i'm reporting a crime

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Pink and purple pussy's so i'm callin all of y'all nerds

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn

Keep the calls coming in more money earn,

I just tell cj keep on rollin’ that's my shorty

Since i was six they been callin me bossy

The ice ain't really nothing to her

While mines is callin me sire

More money that mean less sleep

I keep my money neat neat

You gotta breathe and be at ease

U prolly the one callin police