This is a song about "My cash"

So much cash, that i never look towards my past, fuck reminiscing, cuz theres nothing im missing,

Street fameall out warfare, eye for a eyebustin on my enemies bad boy killing

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I spend all my cash so im never sober

Sticking my dick in a purse, cuz i love fucking with cash

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Dc ain't been this hot since ronald reagan made a killing

I ain't got no cash to feed my ass, so i birdy sing

Though it takes time to build a body and a mind

Raps as fat as thunder thighs, yet my cash is undersized

There ain’t no going back, don’t deny it, ‘cuz we know the facts,

I finally have some money man, most of the cash that flows through my hands

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

Let me be angry or sad, that gets my rap into the cash.

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks