This is a song about "Real bitches fucking making money pussy"

I love corpses, abortion, distortion, bitches who pussy all contorted

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Quietly becoming a top tier

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain

It's not making sense to you right now but

Making bitches fall on my way up

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Out here fucking bitches popping bands

I got a green bag with them blue strands

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Throwing money up and making it rain/

Just cuz i'm a gentleman doesn't mean i'm a fucking pussy.

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see