This is a song about "So double check my status"

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

Guns so big my barrel is a double muzzle

H2o flow and i don't hold gate

So if love is a chess game, check mate

Check my criminal record,

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Got my check yesterday and already spent it

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Sunroof flow so over your head

Fuck that just gimme my check,

Punch her double dutch with my cobra clutch

Got squares, dark squares cover my luggage

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Upcoming hustler/ double my take from customers/

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Go to school, practice conforming to become cool, to increase my status.