This is a song about "Oweing money"

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Money bring pain,money bring gain

I'm a baller, literally

That i have all the money

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Not hungry for my poetry

I heard that time is money

They alll ran out of money.

What them tippers don't see

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Yup money talks, but for you money walks

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls