This is a song about "Money life niggaz"

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

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

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

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

When i'm finished with these niggaz, they be calling me "dad"

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

But i'm not a dummy, without money i'm stuck here for life

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Liven life with danger/ and living life in danger is a big ass money changer/

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Candy niggaz re-see's we see ur peanut butter