This is a song about "Profits"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Suspend providence, amend profits 'n' develop new electronics.

And i need you to show me love

Prophet from the profits, cash game jesus

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

You're not as hot as me, so don't copy me for profits

Salute me, game: invented it, and you can't get no membership, little bitch

Mainstream artists are all retarded illuminati makin profits off garbage

But no profits when atc be touching the d

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

On this new school of rappers, i will really go columbine

Like a fuckin design, no need for profits i already got mine,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Prophet from the profits, cash game jesus

You're not as hot as me so don't copy me for the profits

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids