This is a song about "Observation and money"

Drive around with a 3 inch eye scar. i make an observation,

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Take my bus and bust down money

Hopin' that my niggas see

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

And cash money supermarket like seth,

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

And they're robbing our money for tax

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

And we gettin' money, over here,

East coast, still them w's just raised up for real

With plenty of money and women

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one