This is a song about "Riches"

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

And then except that everybody just goes rags to riches,

I break the mass majority for riches

Shitto me that shit sound delicious

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Not king james, these were coke kings

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Y'all niggas act like bitches, stacking riches, extra sets of chromosomes,

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Im da main man, so i got mad riches

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

I get all the bitches, coz they like to ride with the riches

While we on that racist cop shit, riches for corporations off it,

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

I got more riches than you fuck more bitches than you