This is a song about "Money making maniac"

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Compared to "them" you're making baby money

Cashing checks, making money, rinse and repeat is all i did

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid

I'm an underrated lyrical maniac

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map

No one's safe from my inner maniac/

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Hustle for money and making livings

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

I making money everywhere i go

I got to make sure that i can play here

Making money was the ideal