This is a song about "Osamason type countin guap money lean weed cars"

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

And mine somewhere bout mars

Run away from the cars...

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

To this day, the game, will never be the same

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Catch me with cup full of lean