This is a song about "My monney"

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

My girl is bow-legged, just do it like bo jackson

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Roll up niggas be like sex

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

As he grew up he got more confused

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

My streaks my testament.

Im happier when high and drunk

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument