This is a song about "No money"

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

No money, little bit of chance, skill, and i was out sold,

No money no talk,no energy no walk

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

No more money, no more fame

Trying to renovate the game

My money is turning me green no wonder im called radioactive,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Magic johnson money but i ain't got no rims

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,