This is a song about "Pimps making cash"

Making a difference,

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

As i light one for ill will

Cash money, financial

You brought and chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong

How 'bout i talk about pimps and hoes when i go write a song,

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

Feelings dont matter when it comes to cash

And i’m making a difference and i’m getting nice cash,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Cash is overflowing

Straight g thing, double m g thing

How the fuck you wipe your ass

I get it, you got cash,

What if y'all grew up watchin' the pimps, thieves, prostitutes,

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth