This is a song about "Money"

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

But i kinda like your company

Not hungry for my poetry

Gone head an make that money

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Either way we body for money

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

If i can make them money

Hopin' that my niggas see

Boy im out here chasing money

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Not bad using that dope money

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

I ain't got no money,

I’m tryna be low key