This is a song about "Pimps making cash"

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

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

He grew up watching pimps, thieves, dealers, and prostitutes,

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Making a difference,

That going through some things

I know the road i'm taking

Rawest practice and making

Cash money, financial

That’s only if they handle

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

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

Cash is overflowing

I was born to do the damn thing