This is a song about "Money over bictches"

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

We’re all over here, their all over there,

I heard that time is money

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

Some mascara over here, an implant over there

Hustle for dis country money

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

"money over everything," is a fallacy mentality, that promotes living unhappily

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Dead they chose money over your head"

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

Dead they chose money over your head"