This is a song about "Racking money"

Not bad using that dope money

But five years from now i bet she see

Money bring pain,money bring gain

I live my life in tha fast lane

Cash money, financial

Ass need a saddle

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Racking these bars i'm going so hard rebuilding myself again brick by brick.

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Blow up on this society

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Music is money, money isn't music

Wit my kin that i came in wit