This is a song about "Profit"

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Not just gassing up on e stuck at a truck stop bitch,i don't do this for profit

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

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

Make my passion to critics ? backward opinions

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

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

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

Rollin with my d-o-gs i'm chiefin on some long beach

To gain profit from their systems with forceful breach

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

Cigars in these packet car keys after platinum profit

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

I'll never be retro like a cool kid

Got a fat knot from that rap profit