This is a song about "Money talked"

Well i only got angry when you talked to the horrid swine

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

Cause after all there's that mercy i talked about inside

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

Silence because everytime he talked he was told to zip it

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Hung herself before she talked to me/

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Because we've talked before the beat

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Nasesscity/ mothers family talked shit/ i can never be fixed/

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

And compare the way you talked then to how you're rapping