This is a song about "Money sad boys"

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,

But actually i am sad

Bring that shit the fuck back

I'm running out of time

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Wait barbies arnt for boys,

Simply out of this world by choice

I think she's probably done with boys

Do just feeling a little sad

Or let the mob handle that

Saying they this and that

You are lookin a little sad,