This is a song about "Road to the riches"

The they know how it is from riches to rags (bitches)

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

Fuck "grey's anatomy" i'm getting sasha grey throat

I like to roam like my dome find me in the road

Your bitch like to suck a nigga up until she choke

The river flowed to the doors of riches and broke

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Unholy like witches, or anyone for the riches

Cause in the end we all on the same road to success

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

I break the mass majority for riches

Three town homes in delaware

Road to success headed to the chair

Giving aids and hiv to baby mamas, stacking riches,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz