This is a song about "Money myths"

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

But fuck these myths, because the illuminati as a whole,

Music is money, money isn't music

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

"how twisted and curl are myths which call a brawl?!"

Either way we body for money

I'm a baller, literally

Gone head an make that money

Its a war with the enemy

Boy im out here chasing money

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Now with permission you should swing swift at freak myths

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

Yup money talks, but for you money walks

So i went down south but i ended up north