This is a song about "Reds earn"

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Invent things like spaceships, diamond baguette bracelets and earn a few pay checks.

With power puffed in his lyrics, never hurled to earn gimmicks?

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

talking shit about me as if ma respect is so hard to earn

Cos i have to earn and pay for my intellectual losses...

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

Keep the calls coming in more money earn,

Your just going to die trying,now your out of steam like a dry iron

Live and learn, call outs and haters the least of my concern, i earn this adjourn,

I earn constant feedback, i don't earn for coke and crack

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

And then when timmy grew up and tried to earn an honest pocket