This is a song about "Money life"

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Not bad using that dope money

Blow up on this society

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

She looks for money , i look for life

Yup money talks, but for you money walks

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

And i love your brain but i think i'll never know enough

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

All my life i had lil money to invest, to spit and let my inner soul grew//

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable