This is a song about "Sit cha pretty ass down now whip it up on the stove my baby girl u already we making money in da ghetto"

Trying to get his life together, or what not

It's so hot when cookin' up the coke rock on stove top,

Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind

Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

Now that it's on the track i guess it sounds pretty sick

Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic

Believe me baby i really really would, i leave in the morning my things are already packed,

Until i'mma gonei bust on bad boy middle finger to da bratdon't get your young ass smacked

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind

So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

Feds get involved, i’m slipping off into senegal

Ghetto politics, get money, spend it on the leathers all,