This is a song about "Rags australian"

Guess they ran out of options

Whether you wear rags or leopard skins

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

I've got weapons in words, i've got weapons in hands, riches and rags, coming

I only jizz for hot, dumb rags

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Yeah i went from rags to riches and now i cant stop shagging bitches/

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Dressed in your jizzed stained rags

I use bitches like fucking dirty rags

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

And then except that everybody just goes rags to riches,