This is a song about "Money make the world go round"

To feed my belly i go round town, toastin the semi

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Make money put it in the lobby

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Under the round moon in fumes, i make a cat growl

And then i smilethrow in the towel

Make you disappear off the face of this world.

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

I can taste the salt from my tears

The world so cold it don't make sense.

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

They got money that they jumpin' on the pole to make

Round the world you better call me the lawn dart

From the time that you stole my heart