This is a song about "Rx 7"

Ships that sail to distant places

The comfortable cages

Positive audacity

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Medical professionals

And non-nigga friends got it with him

Conclusion recreation,

7 to 8, zoom, boom tune

Won't run out anytime soon

You're uncool like my mother kin

Against discrimination,

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Brandishing barbarians