This is a song about "Money"

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

God mc oh my god you gotta see

I run for the money

What them tippers don't see

Not hungry for my poetry

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

Shit with our whole family

I heard that time is money

Cash money, financial

Lady at the frank stand will

Where you belong with your family

If i can make them money

That i have all the money

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see