This is a song about "Rip money"

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

And all women who had light features, see

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

And rip out your vocal cords,

Up a flower rip it to shreds

So, shake ya plats, shake your dreads

I heard that time is money

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Rip your mother, sister, father and daughter

My motherfucking doctor said i need a doctor

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Respectfully rip my conscience rest in peace,

Music is money, money isn't music

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit