This is a song about "Money life rap"

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Fuck rules, skate life, rap, write, repeat twice

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

Rap about life, and tell me about the life you had,

Breathe life into rap like full on resuscitation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this

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

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

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Beats and rap change my life, no joke

I know you just doing your job