This is a song about "Penny stocks"

One day it'll rise like stocks and burn up fucking city blocks.

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Make meets ends picking crops for a penny here and then

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

A penny saved is a penny earned

Just got up and screamed, fuck the world

Quarters, dimes, nickles and a hottie named penny

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Lemme spend a penny on your bitch

They vaguely decipher my language

I wouldn't even waste a penny on you cause you're worthless

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Not a penny in my pocket all i had was a dream

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team