This is a song about "Profit"

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Wit my kin that i came in wit

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

Prevent narcotics, tonics, stupid logic's from physiologists to profit.

Corporations lock the nations, populations know the same profit,

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

Keeping them on the hip

Cant even make a profit

To blossom a promise to end the false prophets and colossus profit

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip

Cigars in these packet car keys after platinum profit

Ity is just a product, profit and motive

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

Put the money in boxes and sell it and still make profit,

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit