This is a song about "Money pon mi brain"

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

This why we get up in the morning

Music is money, money isn't music

If his bitch insist on getting sick

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Upstairs inside of my brain,

Right now using my left brain

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Something just clicks in my brain

Through all the rain and the pain