This is a song about "Rich and strong"

See, with you, i never see it wrong

She hits my bong, my dicks gettin hard and strong,

And u still wondering how your business is so rich

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch

And i'm wolf, that was me who shoved the cock in your bitch

See im about riding for my niggas and tryna get rich

Brown skin or a yellow-bone, dj this my favorite song

That's why i'm representing for the 'hood, and i'm fighting strong,

Even though she is rich, beautiful, and white

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

But thats just called dealing with shit and staying strong,

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

And these artists don't need me they're already rich

Take your hat off and get to cuttin: kung lao on that bitch

Is the chick ain't even have brains, dummy like a bitch

Only dreamed of middle class, and never, ever, ever rich,