This is a song about "Rich lofe"

And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch

And my niggas don't need me they already rich

The game's a chick; i'm kobe, i'mma rape the bitch

Aint trying to front its the smoke that's mad me rich

He’ll be making people rich,

Trying to give them light and a message

Underhand shit dread of force you bought rich

‘fore he hit the room, hear a “vroom!” from the porsche bitch

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

Me and my affiliates the hottest in the city bitch

Nothins stopping me from being rich

But deep down, i don't really like you bitch

Maybe one day i'll wake up and be rich

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

Okay, i’m back off into this bitch

I get confused when i'm not rich