This is a song about "Personal finance"

My own personal blimp saying,"nobody is above."

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

My personal use for a personal boost, flavored juice

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Cause i'm getting real personal now, i don't know how, else to go about this, someone call bow wow,

An empty clip, hit the ground as a nigga dashon my ass was the motherfuckin cops now

Like a personal surgeon, searching for tumors emergin' in urchins

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

Their personal items destroyed

Just know when your mom says she going to one of her "personal healing",

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

Face the facts, that i gotta start with a bad finance

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs