This is a song about "Money make"

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

I make more money now than both my parents combined still,

I steal shit to make money cause i'm a starving artist

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

Get lucky and make money fight niggas till shit bloody

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Peep game don't let the money make you change

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Make money of the poor and ill cash the check

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Youll make more money workin at denny

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

I make money to get by but the governments taxin it,