This is a song about "Money times yah"

Paper planes, long flights

The world seems strange at times

If your problems swell and swelter, will your politicians help yah?

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Money got me excited, i’m coming four or five times

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

At age eight, it wasn't hate that filled yah, it was yah uncle's dick,

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Money got me excited, i'm coming four or five times

But being crazy man i could of told yah

Beautiful are thou, africa

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

Shit said silently yah the code i speak is morse,

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Leave the ill, get the strong when i watch yah blood spill