This is a song about "So what about the money"

The mainstream makes money, so i'm breaking the mold,

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

I've never been about the money, i'm never about the money

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

Of course i sometimes dream about the fame, the money

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

To rapping about, what im about

How i'm outgoing but don't be going out

What the fuck is this asshole here to really talk about

You home, you never minded me so i stepped out

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

So remember what you just said about my raps

I like the way you talk ya game we mite be one and the same

I just keep telling them about the future, the money and the fame

Creates this so called obama-care, takin' all the tax payer's money

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