This is a song about "Rich nigga in par"

Visions bleak, no sympathy cause they're sinnin' villains sittin' rich in their buildings

Knock knock, who there? houdini dissappeargot green, john deere. more green, paul pierce

In their eyes they got a few hundred thousand and they are rich

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

Our children must be taught, of africa

Hundred proof get found in a youth nigga

Thinking that in giving more money they get more nigga

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

That one - drown in the juice nigga

Is written in our souls, africa

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

Gotta get saved, 'cause i'd be rich in heaven

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Jump in front a bullet for my motherfuckin' nigga