This is a song about "Rags australian"

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

And then except that everybody just goes rags to riches,

Whether you wear rags or leopard skins

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

The they know how it is from riches to rags (bitches)

Dressed in your jizzed stained rags

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Switch swag on you little dick fags

I sit back in my rags

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

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

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

I use bitches like fucking dirty rags

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

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith