This is a song about "Profit motive"

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

You busy selling eighths to make a profit

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

So if they better than the kid

The smartest and never crowned for profit

And i stand as a motive for my friends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

Well maybe just that one motive, you know about cream

We self-made but never is an i on the team

With those wack lines you'll never see profit

This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit

The only way for him to make a profit,

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that