This is a song about "Moor"

If you ever feel alone and

Need some money?break the bank

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

They will feel the harder wrath

Yelling "yo look at my money, i got stacks in the bank!"

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

But my reality is all of your inner souls

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

So feel the wrath of my reign

Then lost my faith again

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Passed the fuck over but now i found my path

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

Their inner voice just go's quiet

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

At the bank of braavos is where i'm hunting funding