This is a song about "My checks"

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Of the sex organs, you better checks smalls den cause unless

But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted

Cashing checks, making money, rinse and repeat is all i did

Cause when them checks clear, they're not here

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Kush by the ounce that way no checks would bounce

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

Spend so much mula, checks in the million

Invent things like spaceships, diamond baguette bracelets and earn a few pay checks.

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

I'mma get on my zombie shit, wait, here's my carcass

Im just tryin to get them them checks with at least a couple commas