This is a song about "Profit"

I regret some shit i did

Profit it's a empty closet

The smartest and never crowned for profit

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

Super magic, abracadabra kid

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Flip it for profit, flowin hip hop bitch

Man but this ain't no sign language

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Cant even make a profit

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

Cigars in these packet car keys after platinum profit

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Livin' inside a box, but i make a sick profit,