This is a song about "Risk profit options beneficial"

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Livin' inside a box, but i make a sick profit,

Cuz if i stay, you won't back me up. so i'm outta options,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

I promise to keep it honest

Willing to take a risk?

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

And risk losing my thick skin / i'll leave this bitch limp

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit

And my only fear's a wedding ring

I risk everything, regret nothing