This is a song about "Rich persons"

Maybe one day i'll wake up and be rich

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Nas told me life's a bitch

That's what you do when you rich

Aiming my missiles at all suspicious persons

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Looking around in my closet to some dead persons

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Pg bitches love me like i'm tcb band polo bitch

Then it'll be me getting recognized, i'll be rich!

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

Go fuck fendi cassh and bugatti boy rich

- you gon' fuckin' love me bitch

Well, you better be rich