This is a song about "Rags australian"

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

Whether you wear rags or leopard skins

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

And then except that everybody just goes rags to riches,

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Dressed in your jizzed stained rags

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

You've heard from rags to riches, fake rappers are bitches

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

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

We den turnt it up now it's at the max

I only jizz for hot, dumb rags

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

I use bitches like fucking dirty rags