This is a song about "Rap about weed hoes and money flashy cars and bank"

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know i rap

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Money's on my mind, break the bank, now the clothes and hoes,

And i did the video for really though

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,

Nowadays it’s about bitches and hoes and riches and dough,

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Yo i freestyle and fuck you niggas ya’ll be wilding and i’m out

Music girls and money yea that's what its all about, all about