This is a song about "Plugs and money"

U took all my money and ran away...

I need money in a major way

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

I lack jungle fever, had to black for the sneakers

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Even with the money and the fame

I wish i’ll never see you again

Young money like drake and nicki

This is like riding through the city

Almost lost my life to the industry

Take my bus and bust down money

And all women who had light features, see

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.