This is a song about "Rothchilds money and bitches"

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

With plenty of money and women

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Lil prps like 3 digits

"money and blood don't mix

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

And if you looka all the bitches...

Yes, im gluttonous. d.c. up in this