This is a song about "Putting away that profit"

I'm feeling so high that i'm floating away

Then some lady named billie holiday

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Cause i believed that i can be more and walked away

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

I regret some shit i did

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

To toss this away. and pray away this flame that is me.

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

We gotta find that grain, before he gets away

Back up on my fly shit

Cant even make a profit

But for that brief minute reality goes away,

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Shouts to the niggas that passed away

She gon’ ride this dick, i had a long day