This is a song about "Money walks"

They say nothings ever free

Im in it for the money

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Music is money, money isn't music

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

His girlfriend walks in and drops to the floor

I remember bumping jesus walks

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

This is for my niggas gettin' high on the regular

As your body parts i'm piling in the room, walks in your mother

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

He's pale in the face and walks limb and mean and itches greed green,

Can't go to her family, they won't let her stayno money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job

So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat