This is a song about "Power money"

We hustle to survive

And power means a price

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Everyone has power, gotta activate it

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

Just gimme a hour, i’ll light it up like an eiffel tower

So sour its like drinking blood for the power

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Money and power come to us through direct sales,

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

I'm pushing it for the corner

Just remember that you lack the power

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

The nine gonna pop in silence with power